Dale looked down at her thoughtfully. While he’d never seen her move more than a few marbles at a time, she certainly seemed to be capable of brute-force moves with her aura: while he had a very limited sample-set to draw from, she’d moved the mattress with no trouble at all, and been able to pin the girl against the wall with it. The doctor, presumably, wasn’t capable of such brute-force moves, but made up for it in finesse. How they did it was another question. Presumably, a certain type of intelligence was required, since they were moving objects in three dimensions. As far as he had been able to observe, the commands were all mental. The male doctor was occasionally talking to his two companions while he worked, seemingly unconcerned with the possibility of being distracted.