"Think he might be a metahuman? One with.. girl attracting pheromones?" She said as she walked into the bathroom with Aimee. Even at a distance she was feeling a thrill of pleasure that he had checked out her ass. It was a bit thrilling and yet.. very very icky. She washed her face off to clear her head and get the icky thoughts out of her head.<br/><br/>"I think he is and he knows what he can do. We aren't separating, the moment we do he'll try to make a move on one of us." She said as she felt her head clear. It was weird enough dealing with new hormones and plumbing arrangements, but having a guy muck with her emotions made her want to smack him repeatedly. Till he was a wet smear on the floor. "Problem is I can't just.. you know.. out him. I mean as powers go.. mind controlling BO is kind of hard to prove."