"Maybe all of the above," Carson offered with a weak grin. He was personally still kind of lingering on freaked out himself, but it could have been worse. No one was hurt (aside from his lip) and Dee was probably fine if not a bit shaken up. Of all of Darrow's fuckery, it honestly could have been worse.

Somehow that was less reassuring than it should have been.

"Do you think she's going to do that a lot?" He asked, feeling completely out of his element. Super powers and strange abilities were, as much as they were a day to day ordeal in Darrow, still science fiction in his book. "Or does she have to recharge it or something?"