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Ty smirked as he listened; this brat just didn't have a clue, did he? He waited for the boy to finish, noticing a few things about the lad's attire. None of it was cheap.Now, it was still highly against his moral code to rob women and children, but...well, there was a little bit of flexibility, he saw. As the boy turned to leave, the movement was very quick and effortless, nimbly removing a glove and snatching the phone from around the boy's neck.

As soon as his palm touched the phone, his eyes glowed red, writing a few things on the phone just to be show the kid what kind of person Ty really could be, deep down.

-Several quick vignettes would flash in front of Panu's face once he touched the phone. Images of a few of Ty's favorite picked pockets and heists, a murder here and there, but intentionally, there were several shots featuring him and Tses over the years. Though there were sweet and /ahem/ intimate moments, a good deal of it was things blowing up. Then...it got kind of scrambled and blurry, mostly showing him running, a pool of blood, an angry woman, and him fleeing.-

"Hey kid! You might want this back," he called, holding it out to him.

But as he did, his other power kicked in, and he began to see the entire history of the object in his hand...

The sound of familiar grass crunching under the familiar black tennis shoes laced with green gave Ty feelings that were...familiar. It'd been too long. Far too long since he'd been forced into hiding for damn near a year now. He'd had to leave everything. Again. But this time, his life--and maybe the lives of those he cared about, were in danger. So, to save them, he ran.

But as his icy blue eyes scanned the park under the setting sun, Ty feared said loved ones would never forgive him this time. Too many broken promises; too many instances of claiming--and actually trying to--change, but always reverting back to the same tired thing. Would he try to make things right? If possible, hell yeah he would. But he didn't even know if things were even the same anymore.

Despite looking the same as he had almost a year ago when he left, Ty wasn't exactly the same lovable ball of mischief and charm that he had been. Though that was still there, something...something else lay under his otherwise same as always demeanor. Something...dark. A darkness, an intensity that now lay just bubbling under the surface, waiting to come out, but still held in by Ty's albeit loose code of morals.

His hands still cloaked by black fingerless gloves, he brushed his ginger hair out of his face as he moved to sit on a bench. He had to plot his next move. He'd need a place to stay. His source of income, he could easily come by as always. But there was one more thing he needed. Power. With the right power, he could prevent what he'd dealt with almost his entire life from happening again...

But for now, those deep blue eyes started to drift closed, his exhaustion finally settling in...

Ty blinked at the question, then smirked. "Kid, I can see whatever the object 'saw' in its lifetime." He did airquotes at the word 'saw.' "I learned to uh...be careful when handling other people's clothes. Really handy with combinations though."

At this, he had to smirk, as the thought reminded him of his favorite shirt. Ty eyed the display Jude motioned to, mischief in his eyes. "You know...are dinosaur bone exhibits even real dinosaur bone? I'm sure they're just fakes and the real ones are hidden somewhere."

"Sometimes, you don't really have a choice," he replied with a small sigh. "Sometimes, life bucks and the only choice you have is to saddle up that horsey and ride."

Ty took the change of subject, giving a nod. "Yep; these gloves ain't just for a fashion statement," he replied with a smirk. "I can see the history of anything I touch, and that is imprinted into my memories, where I can't unsee it. Also, I can write memories or thoughts onto objects, that other people can't unsee. Still working on that bit though."

"Pretty much, yeah. They can't convict ya for it if they can't pin it on ya," he said with a shrug.

He listened, nodding as he tried to think of something to say in response, but came up drawing a blank. "Heh...yeah...girls are complicated that way. I'm sure there's not even a mutation that exists to help us guys understand them." This was confusing, and Ty was far from an expert on the matter; he just hoped he was at least doing a little good.

"Yeah, try that. One'll come along you can hang onto," he replied, following the kid deeper into the museum.

Ty lay on his side, resting his head on the arm of the couch and leaving his feet planted on the floor. The kitten above gave a lazy yawn as she curled up in her spot, relaxing for probably the first time in months.

At Tses's remark, he gave a laugh of his own. "True...very true," he replied, brushing his red hair out of his face. It was only now that he realized how much his hair had grown, and the facial hair he was now sporting was quite scruffy.

Between noticing his own appearance, and admiring hers for the first time in ages, he really wasn't paying much attention to the T.V. But then again...it didn't really matter. What mattered was that things were back to normal. Well...as normal as they could be, all things considered.

"I'm trying to, and at the same time I'm trying not to take it personally," he said softly. "Why is it every time we make progress, something happens out of our control to push it back? Sometimes it seems like whoever's out there hates us." He wasn't frantic or angry when he spoke, just...wondering.

He smiled when she pointed out what she 'found.' He knew full well it meant she stole it, but that tugged at his heartstrings even more. After finishing his noodles, he stood up, putting his plate in the sink and headed to the living room. As he passed her, he put his arms around her in a quick side-hug, kissing her on the cheek. "You're the best," he whispered before letting go and making his way back to the living room and lying on the couch.