He raises one shoulder in a half shrug. "Coulda been worse. Had de eyes since I was born, or so I been tol'. De rest came in when I was a teen." Looking around a moment, he finally grabs a napkin, balling it up. "De way I had it explained, scientific'ly, is dat my body generates a biokinetic field dat lets me cause a chain reaction in somet'in' I'm touching an' causes it t' build up a charge." He's still watching her, but the napkin in his hand goes pinkish-purple with a squeal of contained energy. "An' I can t'row dat an' it'll explode."

He grins, though, as the glow cuts out. "De way I 'splain it? I touch de t'ing, I t'row de t'ing an' dat t'ing goes boom."

Quicker demonstration this time as the power flashes over the napkin, the glow far weaker this time as he tosses it upward. It's less an explosion than a soft paff with a little ash, but it serves for the sake of demonstration.