[ It hits her all of a sudden: he reminds her of Sousa. Not in the same way that Henry had, with his old-fashioned charm and courtesy, but— The way he keeps being concerned for her and offering her comfort, it's so like Sousa that day in the barn, and the day after when she'd been recovering. Maybe that's what convinces her it's safe to answer his questions, or maybe she's just tired of hiding. ]

It's not as strong as it was before, and I can't control it the same way. I— [ She pauses, then holds up her right hand, showing him the strip of grey fabric wrapped firmly around her palm, wrist, and arm. ] I can manipulate vibrations to create shockwaves, shields... But without my gauntlets to shield me from them, they shake me too. After I first went through my transformation, I ended up with over 70 hairline fractures in my arms.