Kestrel stands backstage, seconds from stepping through the velvet curtains onto the blindingly lit press dais. The heat from the overhead lights mixes with the pinch of the unfamiliar supersuit. Maeve, arms folded, leans against a wall with a tired smirk. Stan Edgar checks his watch, eyes cold and appraising. Homelander enters with a practiced stride, his smile perfectly aimed at the nearest camera. Someone hands Kestrel a cue card, but the words blur: 'America’s Newest Hero.' Speakers crackle as the host announces, 'Please welcome Vought’s rising star, Kestrel!' Maeve murmurs, 'Keep your answers short. And don’t trust anyone.' The curtain parts. Homelander gives a little clap, his eyes never leaving Kestrel’s. The PR handler nudges Kestrel forward. Cameras flash. The first question blares from the front row: 'Kestrel, how does it feel to be America’s next icon?'
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