There's not much to say, is there? After that and Homelander takes a step back, nostrils flaring and eyes too shiny as they snap down to where Coraline is grasping Jon. As if touching him wouldn't be something awful.

This-thing- hissing truths, voice cold and dripping with scorn. Throat working, he says, "And if I let you go?"

Gaze flicking from Jon to Coraline, a crease between his eyebrows. "If I let both of you go, and not just you," he amends, "You will keep this to yourself?"