"He is not faster than me," said Richard with a chuckle, patting his son on the arm, and choosing to run right past his little conversational slip. "But he is damn fast, especially for a kid his age." He let Will explain his psionic powers, then changed the subject again. "So," he went on conversationally, "you said you were living with Miras these days." He'd talked about the other heroine with Will, so he knew the boy wouldn't be left in the dark. "What's she doing these days?" he asked the qu