"It's because it's supposed to be, like, light stuff hitting the magnetic field," Tommy explains. He doesn't know all of the details of it. His Aunt Lorna could probably explain it. Or Uncle Marcos.

The how long question should bother Tommy. His ability to tell time is unmatched. He's ALWAYS aware of time, down to microseconds. Something strange that came with his mutation. But the thing is, he doesn't know. So he shrugs.

"Not long enough. It's too pretty to go away from it."