"You'd make a nice punching bag then." She murmured beneath her breath, though he would have heard. When he asked about her powers, she fidgeted, looking down to her boots and then back up. "Nothing special, a little stronger, faster and the rest is no more than special effects really." Her father sorcery powers were slowly becoming more accessible to her but they were so damn hard to control. He'd once told her she needed to be less impulsive, if she remembered correctly she laughed. She then shoved her hands back into her jacket pockets, pulling it tighter around her as she did so.