[ she purses her lips, barely masking the way they tilt up at the corners, as she shrugs her shoulders. nearly all the way up to her ears. they literally didn't know many things about his powers.

but he is probably safe from super powered hearing. maybe.

his uncertainty shouldn't tug at her heart the way it does. and she almost makes an effort to stifle it, to put the mask back on and scoff at him. but she doesn't. ]

Well-- sure, but you do have an annoyingly intuitive grasp on it already.

[ if the road and the telepathic communication are anything to by. but she exhales heavily and shakes her head, sliding one hand out of her pocket to hold out in front her. swirling purple emanates from her fingers, coalescing right above her pointer finger into a little ball. ]

Not that different, I guess. I worried that this place's own magick would make it unstable.