Poison touches her hair, smiling weakly. "Sunshine Detonator," he murmurs. More accurate than he could have imagined, but here she is. He always knew she was special, he just hadn't been quite sure how beyond the symbolic.

"Knew you were gonna rock the world, kid."

He sighs, blowing his hair out of his face.

"She's gonna be pissed or thrilled or freaked out when she wakes up."