[She's still very bad at remembering that not everyone knows her, so they wouldn't be expecting her touch. So, when he swivels to look directly at her, there's an apologetic look on her face when pulling back her hand. Simply resting it by her side for now, and instead, giving him a friendly smile that lets him know that she means no harm. It was just a friendly gesture.]

It's okay, it's just a thing that happens here. You get used to it.

[She pauses. Blinking a few times, before smiling again.]

Powers. The shit that makes you special. You know, something like this?

[Without hesitating, the woman pulls at her harness, which unlatches the very large scythe poking out behind her. One hand reaching out for the scythe, and holding it like it basically weighed nothing. Because, well. It doesn't weigh anything.]

Or...

[Her powers were so muted, so it's not an interesting show, to be honest. But, she does extend her hand out, and weaves her fingers together to form what looks like a bullet in her fingertips. It's nothing special right now; at least not to her.]

Something like that. Something that only you can do.