[b]Breakdown- Dave's Apartment- Fairy[/b]

Dave didn't really enjoy his food, not having taste buds would do that. Shrugging, Dave just pulled the grilled cheese apart and popped the pieces into his mouth and let them dissolve into nothingness or something. It was surprising how fast Momo ate the food he cooked. Either he was a better cook than he thought or she was really hungry, hopefully a little of both. As they ate in relative silence, Dave had time to reflect. How can he be a hero with powers like these? Even when he brings his powers down to their lowest levels, they are still powerful enough to kill people albeit in a slower, more painful manner. The only plausible situation he could be useful in would be against robots and their hasn't been a threat like that in years. 

Giving a little sigh, he was knocked in his brooding by Momo getting panicky about a text she got. He was about to say something before his own phone buzzed, stealing his attention from Momo. Looking at his text, he was surprised to find that it was a message from Vitruvian Man. Now the puzzle came together. Looking over to Momo as she turned on the news, something about Meta's and destruction. 

[i]"We need to help, right? But what about this message? What should I do?"[/i] Momo said worriedly. Seeing her distressed made Dave a little anxious, he didn't have much expertise in this sort of thing. Scrounging up everything he had on support, Dave said "I think we should go. Vitruvian Man was a great hero before he vanished and I don't think he would contact us directly unless it was important....I saw you today Momo, you may not believe it but you truly have the workings of a great hero. You just need a little faith in yourself." Dave meant every word he said. while everyone else had super strength, suspiciously familiar laser guns, or destructive beams of death. All Momo had was far as he knew was silk and wings and yet there she was, in the thick of it with the rest of them. Placing his gloved hand on her shoulder, Dave said "If you don't want to come with me that's fine, I get it. I'm not going to guilt you into doing something that you don't want to. Just give me the word and I'll call you a cab." 

Giving her a moment to digest that information, Dave went to his locker and put in a combination before stepping inside. The machine came to life and began connecting the armor to Dave's body. Dave gave a little wince as the armor connected to his nervous system and stepped out as he pulled the hood over his head, giving a hiss as it sealed with the armor. Giving a little diagnostics check and satisfied that everything was optimal, Dave said "You know what you want to do?" His voice now having a robotic filter to it.