He glances between both of them. 'Enochian' vaguely rings a bell, and figures somewhat, for a guy who looks like a Victorian's idea of a demon. More things in Heaven and Earth...
"If I have any powers, that's new to me." Bones leans forward, resting his forearms on his knees. There were those with extra-sensory perception back home, sure. Vulcans and their touch-telepathy, and then other species, those who could communicate at a distance, or move objects. Measuring an Espers' abilities were in Starfleet Medical's purview, but humans weren't the usual suspects for being anything out of the ordinary.
His gaze falls onto Hellboy's stone hand, not a scratch left on it by Little Cato's claws.
"Let me see your collar." It's a sudden impulse, followed by movement, as Bones pushes himself to his feet. "Maybe we don't need powers to get out of them."
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"If I have any powers, that's new to me." Bones leans forward, resting his forearms on his knees. There were those with extra-sensory perception back home, sure. Vulcans and their touch-telepathy, and then other species, those who could communicate at a distance, or move objects. Measuring an Espers' abilities were in Starfleet Medical's purview, but humans weren't the usual suspects for being anything out of the ordinary.
His gaze falls onto Hellboy's stone hand, not a scratch left on it by Little Cato's claws.
"Let me see your collar." It's a sudden impulse, followed by movement, as Bones pushes himself to his feet. "Maybe we don't need powers to get out of them."