The moment of silence before Marc's reply was rather nerve-wracking, mainly because he didn't give any real indication as to whether or not he believed her until he spoke. When he did, and it became apparent that he did accept her tale, the anxiety that had been building up vanished. It was a wonderful feeling to experience. However, Marc quickly took things to a level that she didn't understand. Hormones? Brain scanning? It was all over her head, but she couldn't get a word in edgewise because Marc was too excited to slow down, hopping to seemingly unrelated points.

When he was finally done speaking, Avery wasn't sure where she should begin a response. Figuring that the beginning was the best starting point, she said, “I-I think you misunderstood me. The 'shield' and the cause of my strength and speed are the same thing. I just use it to make me move faster or with more force. So, I don't know what hormones have to do with anything. And I'm not sure that I'm comfortable with a brain scanner.

“As for being nervous, I suppose that's a large part of it. It's pretty hard to keep people from finding out if I'm not careful. I can control it, but I'm not all that good at it yet and it takes a good bit of concentration. Especially for touching things. I have to remove it if I want to touch anything, so I have to be careful about touching people because they'll notice that there's no actual contact with skin. Most of the time they don't pay attention to picking up objects though, so that's a little easier.

“Does that answer your questions? I suppose that we could go somewhere and I could show you what my powers are like if you want. That might clear some things up,” she finished, looking at him while she sipped at her Vanilla Coke and waited for his response.