He was right--that made no kind of sense. It was ridiculous, and his face said exactly what he thought about it without him needing to. But he did anyway.

"...you're right. That doesn't make sense at all."

He would need to outline, exactly, what constituted 'powers.' And if his natural skill--granted to him as it was by unnatural means, but part of his genetic code nonetheless--counted.

"Wonderful."