Gymnastics. His face says ooh, my.

"My partner in crime is everything but the latter. One hundred percent bulletproof, doesn't need to eat, breathe or drink, can lift a building with one hand." Tom laughs. "Believe me, if he weren't invulnerable his stupidity would have gotten him killed long ago."

There's a note of nostalgia in his voice, subtle as the undertones of a fine cologne. It's there when he laughs, too.

"Hardly. I don't have a wife. I never married, found it entirely too restrictive."