<span style="font-style: italic">I see,</span>Mai thought back to him.<span style="font-style: italic">You don't just hear what I'm consciously thinking. Technically, yeah I'm that old, but I never grew up. It was just a long empty sleep. It's better if you just think of me as a 15 year old.</span><br/><br/>"They were following you?" Reina asked, a little surprised for a change. She rubbed the back of her head and laughed, "Small world huh? And yeah, we do have abilities. But most of the thanks for our survival goes to the secret people's shelters hidden all over the place. We were just going to another one now. We heard it has food." She paused and looked down. Having several unpleasant flash backs of moments where the "white" took over and she was forced to use her powers to kill. "As for my ability," she said, "I can conjure weapons. As for Mai, I'll let him decide whether he wants to tell you or not." She looked at him, asking him with her eyes.<br/><br/>Mai fiddled with his fingers, not sure if he was comfortable enough with these people to talk out loud to them. He was very uncomfortable with how he sounded when he spoke.