Sandy nods a little bit. "Yeah...wait puddle?" The girl raises a brow then looks Alana up and down.  She didn't seem to be out of shape right now.  She thinks on it a bit longer and grins. "You know, that might mean you can't be harmed.  Like if someone stabs you, you may be able to mend it on your own.  Or maybe you could make yourself really sticky or something." She shrugs, maybe she'd read too many Batman comics as a kid and is thinking a little on the Clayface side of things.  She puts up a finger suddenly when she gets an idea. "You have a lancet or something? Just prick your finger and try to close up your wound to see if that works..."