Lisa sat quietly to herself with her laptop sitting on her lap. She typically didn't bring her workspace to bed, but she considered what she was doing more as a hobby than work. She smiled while she eagerly clicked through Matthew's profile.

Matthew Isaac; Age; 20.

She chuckled to herself, she might have to change that number later.

Family; Both parents immigrated to Chicago from South Africa. Has four older siblings and four younger siblings.

"Guess he's the middle finger of the family," Lisa joked to herself. Lisa let out a sigh as she wondered that made Matthew tick. Or rather, what didn't make Matthew tick.

She looked down at his profile, and quickly read through as to why Coil had decided to recruit someone so young.

Background: Local drug smuggler since the age of 10.

Lisa hummed to herself, "I still can't believe you've never done drugs before…"

Lisa looked over to the next link that said: "Plausible vial candidate"

Lisa's eyes widened. She clicked it, Matthew was ranked 36 among possible mercenaries for Cauldron vial for Coil's base. It said he could rank higher with real combat experience and more training. Lisa shook her head, "what the hell would made qualified?" She clicked a tab that said 'Qualifications' and read:

At 16, was kidnapped by a chemical tinker and survived six months in an isolation experimentation. Psychological assessment: Stable.

Lisa's eyes widened. She didn't expect that at all. Human experimentation from tinkers were rare, reserved for the worst types of capes and considered a taboo among the Tinker community. Moreso than that, to survive something along those lines would equate a person to a war veteran. She wondered if Matthew might have had PTSD.

Lisa read further through the incident report, and used her powers to fill in the gaps of what had happened.

Captured by a chemical tinker with five other peers his age.

Close friends.

Childhood friends.

Lisa gulped, and read the next line on the file: One of two survivors. Her power told her what happened to the second survivor.

Second Survivor committed suicide shortly thereafter.

Lisa paused. Not only had Matthew survived a long term trauma, but he survived the tragedy of his last friend after. All his childhood friends had died in an instance, and he'd chosen to live a mostly isolated life there afterwards. Was that due to trauma? She'd have to speak to him in person to find the answers.

This scenario sounded exactly like something that should've caused a trigger event. But it didn't. Lisa wondered why some people could get powers from isolation, but not someone like Matthew.

She read the final assessment:Psychological status: Stable.

"Stable…" Lisa said to herself. "That can't be right."

People with trauma had to have psychological issues. That's why villains outnumbered heroes, she refused to believe Matthew didn't have something wrong with him. Obviously, the experts were wrong again.

Matthew's profile then said he wasn't recommended therapy before or after joining Coil's ranks. But as Tattletale read through the assessment, she noticed that there were some signs of a mild anti-social personality disorder, it just wasn't severe enough to require medication or therapy.

She then read his personality assessment portion.

Apathetic.

Emotionally drained.

Post-Traumatic Growth.

Post-Traumatic growth. That was the opposite of what she expected. Matthew must've moved on from what had happened to him. His only flaw was the lack of connection to the world around him, but rather than see that as weakness that needed fixing, he'd simply embraced it.

There was nothing more for Tattletale to fix. He'd gone through the hurdles of pain and loss, lived through it, grasped it, and became his own person. His detachment was now his own choice. He'd simply lost the desire to connect.

Maybe Lisa could change that.

Lisa put it upon herself to make Matthew into another person. She just needed to change who he was, to break away at what he'd turned into, and build him up anew. She wasn't about going to give up that easily.

"Matthew, Matthew, Matthew…" Lisa rubbed between her fingertips, "let's see how much I can change you."