"Ahh,yes. ... That's what you said at-- the art club thing. ... I just never considered what having... Powers for sale would be like." She looks at her hands, wondering vaguely what she would have done if she could have picked her powers, like an outfit on the rack. Quickly, she shakes that thought off. That's a dangerous way to think. "... Powers are a gift." She says to no one in particular, uncertain who she's trying convince.