“No, you can’t,” Shadow says for what feels like the umpteenth time to the young Psychonaut, his eyes half-lidded and unimpressed. He’s never had much patience to begin with, but explaining that this was a TOP SECRET mission that meant the kid couldn’t run ahead and try to do things on his own was beginning to wear thin. Fingers find the bridge of his nose and pinch. Shadow draws in a long breath. Holds it. Releases. “If you run ahead, you run a high risk of getting caught, and G.U.N. would be...less than happy about that outcome. I’ll be doing the scouting.” Psychic powers or not, Raz’s invisibility was still subjected to a time limit. Shadow just had to use Chaos Control and rely on his speed. It was far safer.