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[they're uncertain. not about the play being written before their very eyes, no; that's a little bit like a magic trick. but they hear the way he says that he's used to playing the villain. they saw the way he'd reacted just to the very idea of someone else thinking "people being themselves is a good thing". and they think that, given the story that's being told, they had actually been prepared for this role from childhood, no matter how much they refused that call. so they politely refuse his hoodie and shake their head.]

I think you should be the hero of this story. I can be the villain. After all—[and, with just a little faux malice on their face, they raise their hand and shoot a tiny shower of blue electrical sparks from their fingertips.] I already have the evil powers.