Chris smiles and pulls a bit of her hair away gently as he moves in and kisses her cheek. "Yes you are..."

Julia smiled modestly. "I don't really fully understand it myself...it's not something one can just look up...but if I had to guess, I think my DNA is able to mutate at a faster rate than normal, perhaps on command, and it can react to my surroundings as like a danger instinct or something. Like, I don't have gills now because I can breathe in the oxygen using my lungs, but submerged in water like that, I can't just breathe in oxygen, I have to convert water to oxygen if I want to stay alive, so my body makes it happen to keep itself alive. At least that's my guess. I'm no scientist, so I don't know."

Julia smiled modestly. "I don't really fully understand it myself...it's not something one can just look up...but if I had to guess, I think my DNA is able to mutate at a faster rate than normal, perhaps on command, and it can react to my surroundings as like a danger instinct or something. Like, I don't have gills now because I can breathe in the oxygen using my lungs, but submerged in water like that, I can't just breathe in oxygen, I have to convert water to oxygen if I want to stay alive, so my body makes it happen to keep itself alive. At least that's my guess. I'm no scientist, so I don't know."

"Woah, that's weird. But still cool! It's like you're a cool mutant superhero or something!" The blue-eyed teen dazed off into a fantasy about superheroes saving the world for a bit. "I wanna be a hero, too..."

Vanessa looked up from her phone and saw a bunch of people in front of her. "Oh, there really is a camp, I didn't just get dropped off in the middle of nowhere. I guess I'll do the group therapy thing. Hi, I'm Vanessa, I'm 17, and I'm a technopath, meaning I can communicate telepathically with technology, though mostly computer based systems, and I have technokinesis, meaning I can move, shape, and manipulate technology." She took out a piece of techtechnology and merely held her hand still in tge air and the object molded and changed shape until Vanessa was wearing an Iron Man helmet.

He turned to Devon. "You're a dragon right? Say, how would ya like to spar?" he said, with a smirk. "I've got an exercise schedule before I got to camp, but I had to remove sparring on that list because I didn't think there would be anyway to help me here. So how about it?" Also, David had not yet realized that Devon was a girl.

"No sparring. I you want that as an activity then please suggest it but you will not do it just to show off." The counselors scolded.

"We can take it out in the woods during the break or somewhere out of the way! But, but..." The adamant teen floundered for a way to be able to go ahead with the match. One way or another, passing up this opportunity was not something that would be done easily.