He matched her grin. The fact of the matter, though, was that Topher was at a bit of a disadvantage here. His mother had mastery over magnetism, his father could shoot...energy blasts of some kind. Actually, he wasn't sure exactly what Alex Summers did, just that he did what he did. Regardless, though, he wasn't from a family of fighters, and Topher himself...well, his powers made it so that he couldn't exactly fire off blasts of energy to fight with.

Not that something like that stopped him from trying to be the best possible X-Kid he could.

"Weapons, or hand to hand, my dear wild child?"