Like an old buddy-cop movie from decades’ past, there were clearly two personalities here with different opinions. Will was able to figure out that his cousin had just got home from work; his hair was still wet from the shower he took when he got in. Will’s mom got Jay the job as a janitor at the local community college. William would eventually be doing the same thing in another week and a half now that he had superpowers and was taking time away from school. That was for another time; at this moment Will just wondered why his cousin was still acting so casual. 

“You probably shouldn’t be drinking booze if you’re gonna fly to Centurion’s HQ. Could crash into a building or something… or are you not gonna come with?” Will commented. 

Jay was still just relaxing in his fold-out chair. 

“If you’re tired, the power of the Dragon will fix that. I can swing it alone if you want, but there’s a Dead Head a little ways up the road and you know he’s not doing the city any favors. Probably out pushing oblivion on people…” Will explained, “So… you wanna transform before I fly off?”

Before either one of them could really do or say anything else somebody could be heard screaming a couple buildings down. Will’s muscles tensed up. Was it the Dead Head? Maybe another crocodile wandered into the streets? Hell it could be a six foot tall mutant amphibian for all anybody knew…