"Something like that," he rasped out as the symbol on his chest started flashing red with those accompanying four descending tones.

In a flash of green, Ben stood in front of Lucky Girl, also in costume though she might find the big grin familiar.

He held out the left hand bearing the watch for a handshake, not even thinking about how he'd started to use his left hand more and more often ever since getting the alien device.

"Just that wasn't how I usually look," he said.