[Despite the terminology she takes it well, and he grins when her response comes, watching the energy with undisguised fascination. Another mutant like him, assuming she was real, that any of this was. For now he decides not to focus too strongly on that unending question of which reality is real.]
telepathy, telekinesis, some other things.
[He waves the end of his thought off, typing with just the hand his device is resting in and then opens his hand, letting it float in his hand for a moment before dropping back onto his palm. He gestures to her hand, his eyebrows lifted in a question. He can see the energy, but he isn't sure what she does with it.]
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telepathy, telekinesis, some other things.
[He waves the end of his thought off, typing with just the hand his device is resting in and then opens his hand, letting it float in his hand for a moment before dropping back onto his palm. He gestures to her hand, his eyebrows lifted in a question. He can see the energy, but he isn't sure what she does with it.]
What's yours?