[They've made it past the circle of volunteers. Good. They should be safe now.
Then she lets go and turns to Veronica.]
If that was your aim, there are better ways you could have accomplished it. What did you think would happen if you had gotten hurt because you were protecting someone else?
I can't think of any other way. [That isn't using someone else as a test subject.] I imagine it's what the people who first wrote books about these things would have done.
[brb still trying to get her hair out from this damn bird's beak.]
Ah, but you seem to have bonded so well with yours. I wouldn't want to separate the two of you.
[Okay. You know what. Screw all this. She kicks the bird. It's a good hit, well executed and fast...but she misses it when it jumps back with a squawk.. She lets out a light 'tch'.]
[ This would probably be far more endearing if she didn't look so severely inconvenienced by this. Like a Disney princess that doesn't want these birds tittering at her, maybe.
And, well. Since he's not enough of sadist to stand by and watch a girl be harassed by birds: ] ...Sorry in advance.
[ That's the only warning he gives, before he reaches out and forces the lightest static electricity against the bird chewing at her sleeve. She might feel it too, but it shouldn't be more than a split-second inconvenience. ]
I am more than willing to listen about how it is for you and explain what might be different, if you wish? It might provide a pleasant distraction from our situation.
[ Ah. Well, he was definitely hoping for too much if he thought he could just walk away from this without providing any sort of explanation as to what he did.
So, after a beat of silence wherein he wonders how best to explain this, he offers: ] Electricity. [ Wow, how incredibly... informative... except no, this isn't helpful at all, let him append. ] It's an ability that I have. Not exactly conventional, but it works.
[She does know what that was. She read up on it. But she hadn't heard of anyone being able to just...release it from their hands!
She looks him up and don.]
Is this sort of power normal where you come from? [Look who's not acting as grumpy because SUDDENLY SOMETHING INTERESTING IS HAPPENING>] How does it work?
Well, to begin with: there was no electricity. [She smiled.]
It also does not span as much area as the China you know. [That had been a surprise, certainly.] And, of course, our way of dress was different. [Though Changge certainly has gotten used to modern clothes, though she seems to favour suits.]
Though beyond that, it could be tricky to explain. My childhood and life have been...far from what is normal even where I came from.
[ He says, without missing a beat. But he also acknowledges that his affiliations don't have any power here, so his vow of silence also seems a bit moot; another beat later, and he makes yet another addendum. ]
But, no. My powers aren't normal. They were given to me.
[Well, Changge can understand that. She has her own secrets she doesn't want to give out.][Smiling comes naturally to her not because she is good natured. Smiling is a learned skill meant to disarm and make things smoother. So her smile is reflexive (and also kind of odd in the way that it revealed nothing of her opinion on things) when she adds,] Or is that also confidential?
[Don't expect her apparent good cheer to last. The bird is still close by enough to make a nuisance of itself.]
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