When you're small, energy's compressed, so you have the force of a 200-pound man behind a fist a 100th of an inch wide. You're like a bullet. You punch too hard, you kill someone. Too soft, it's a love tap. In other words, you have to know how to punch.
Janet did not look like she aged a day. She teared up to and wrapped her arms around her daughter. "I missed you so much. How have you been? I hope your dad was not to impossible to live with." she chuckled weakly and she just held her close.
Janet smiled weakly and nods her head slightly. "That's right sweat heart." she said softly. She recognized her. It had been to long and she felt guilty for getting stuck out their. She id what she felt she had to at the time.
It had been a while sense she laid eyes on her daughter. "My, my, haven't you grown into a fine young woman." Things where ... complicated. She was managed to be pulled out of the quantum realm by Hank. The nerd just could not bear move on without her.