Riley Ross

"What’s this world even turning into? This is hell."

"Has it not always been, Megawoman?"

"Oh? You’re... awake?"

Riley doesn’t even know why he said that. He was going to pretend to be asleep, quietly biding his time until the right moment came to extinguish his problem without drawing attention. That plan was already complicated enough, with said problem literally dangling from Megawoman’s waist, and now he exposed himself.

Perhaps he should just do it, kill Mr. Saturday while he was hanging from Megawoman? Would she really feel it with the wind blasting across their bodies and faces?

And in the first place, would she actually even feel it at all? Her being able to sense his telekinetic aura was just something Riley had in his mind. This was Megawoman, after all—it was safer to assume everything.

She was also the only one who was truly able to stop Alice. He should always assume that her powers are way beyond whatever was on his mind, and then multiply it twice just for good measure... and it probably still wouldn’t be close to her true power.

That was how Bernard explained Megawoman to him and Hannah. But more importantly than any of that, it was listed in the registry that she had Minor Telekinesis—how minor was it?

What is minor in terms of Megawoman?

Mr. Monday also had telekinesis, and he was not able to detect Riley’s powers at all. Was Megawoman’s minor low? What would his basis even be?

Uh oh. My mind is getting filled with thoughts. This is very bad. I should do something, act normal. Normal.

"I was pretending to be asleep, Megawoman."