When not using the projected shield, he used the projector handle itself like brass knuckles to pelt his foes into submission. His shield was shown in...the comics as a transparent blue haze that was about the size of a trash can lid. While Henry liked Captain America’s shield, he thought that Captain Rogor’s was far superior in its versatility and durability. Henry had one of the toy versions, a big, clear, blue, plastic disc almost an inch thick with a small handle made to slip only your. I too told him to stay in my house even it is single bed room house as I am staying with my wife and my 3 years old son there is no problem. As I believed my wife and my friend I never had any doubt about them. Even my wife was staring at him I thought she was looking at him normally.One day suddenly I felt thirsty in the midnight. I took water bottle which is nearer to my bed and drunk the water and tried to sleep. I was not getting sleep.Suddenly I heard some sort of sounds from the next room. “You gonna eat, too,” he said, hearing it, actually expressing empathy for the first time all summer.“Ya,” was all I said, digging in. I’d been watching him – watching him like a father watches a son.Like I said … it was getting dangerous up in here.He had a second helping of everything. I had finished and was cleaning the dishes, back turned to him. I heard it before I saw it – finished scrubbing the pan, then turned off the faucet, letting the sound of his crying jag fill the room. He had. After a few long, torturous moments, I sniffled up a potential runaway trail of snot from my nose, and spoke with trembling lips. “I don’t know.”“Then let me show you how I feel…” Ron replied, and he reached for my hand, lifting me to my heels as my skirt fell back in place, and drawing me out the front door, without even my purse. I struggled to get my panties back in place, as I sat in his car. “Wh... where are we going?” I asked, my analytical side starting to gain control.“To show you.