Saturday watches him and the napkin carefully. When it explodes, her face lights up.
"Oh, cool! How big can the boom be?"
She swipes up some of the ash, examining it. Normal ash - and no astral disturbance she could see when he did it, though to be fair she'd never been great at assenssing and her third eye had been on the fritz since arrival.
"Are there limits on the size, or material? - shit, can you do that to organic matter? And how fine is the control?"
Saturday can't help the way her mind starts turning over tactical possibilities. A 'splosion in the right place at the right time...
" - oh, and feel free to ask rude questions about me, too," she adds, remembering that they're still strangers.
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"Oh, cool! How big can the boom be?"
She swipes up some of the ash, examining it. Normal ash - and no astral disturbance she could see when he did it, though to be fair she'd never been great at assenssing and her third eye had been on the fritz since arrival.
"Are there limits on the size, or material? - shit, can you do that to organic matter? And how fine is the control?"
Saturday can't help the way her mind starts turning over tactical possibilities. A 'splosion in the right place at the right time...
" - oh, and feel free to ask rude questions about me, too," she adds, remembering that they're still strangers.