Seth meanwhile, is not in a quite so chipper mood. He's sitting at the other end of the apartment, on the floor, leaning against the bed. His head's leaned forward, covered by his arms, and legs drawn up.

He feels like he's in withdrawal again, sweating, nauseous, aching. Except instead of cravings, it's like he's bursting. It's like he's got too much blood pumping through his veins, and he can feel every heartbeat in his entire body, making him light-headed. Except that's not what it is - it's the fizzling energy under his skin, inside his gut, the powers he took yesterday. They're burning through him, too many of them, and he can barely stand it.

He barely realises Peter's teleported in, and then really only by the twang of powers being used - something he's currently hyper-sensitive to. Even so, his only reaction is lifting his head a little.