[ Yeah, he’s that slow. Or Tommy’s that fast, but he’s not inclined to blame himself for something that he can’t help. There’s a few people that get a pass on slow though: Billy, David, Kate, Teddy, other Young Avengers when they’re not being uptight. And random dudes helping him with his little buoyancy problem.

Tommy manages to flip himself around when he’s tugged down towards the ground. His feet are technically on the ground now, but something’s off about it. He doesn’t feel weighted to it, like the motion hasn’t stopped. ]

Something doesn’t feel ri- ugh. Noitsokay. I’m good.

[ There was a split second where his equilibrium reoriented and the world spun. His face tinged green, but it cleared in a blink. He shook his head and let go of his new best friend’s hand.

Immediately started drifting away. Tommy was half a foot off the ground when he gave up on trying to stay on tiptoe and snagged the hand back. ]

I didn’t have any potions! I had robot tuna casserole like everybody else. This sucks.

[ It’s the closest he can get to an apology. He needs help and doesn’t expect from a stranger. ]

Can you - this is gonna sound stupid. Can you get me over to a tree or…

[ His question tails off, but abruptly. The gap between the confusion and the hard right turn of a tangent is quick, and Tommy’s staring at Billy with a sharper look in his eyes. He looks - not unfamiliar. ]

Who are you?