Once Hal was invited in, he thanked Kailey Callahan, referring to her of course as "Mrs. Callahan," before slipping down to the basement. He didn't bother knocking this time; he figured from Sophia's family that whatever she was wearing was the most clothes he'd get out of her. He instead threw the door open somewhat loudly.

"Richard. Sophia. Ah, no shirt. I was wondering what you'd be wearing. But, uh, nevermind that. You guys were at detention too. You were in that space ship, right? Have you noticed anything... strange? I certainly have." 

Without even waiting for a response, he pulled back the sleeve of his hoodie, revealing the gilded gauntlet covering his right hand.

"You both were sick, right? Out like a candlelight in the dead of winter? Me too, and I'll bet everyone else is the same. I woke up with this both badass-and-also-unnerving thing this morning. We should probably, like, call everyone else and see if they're shooting fire out of their butts or something."