She heard that intake of breath and, truth be told, it was a little terrifying. She didn't know what to make of it, how to interpret that reaction that could mean so many things. But he told her to keep going, so she did.

"People like me... we're called mutants," she told him quietly. "We're human, but we're different. There's a tiny genetic difference that allows a mutation to manifest in an infinite number of ways." Taking a deep breath, she squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I used to be better at explaining this. I had to do it so many times..."