[i][u]Quinn Daives[/u][/i]

Quinn sighed in relief when the lights went out. Sure, she could control what specific source of energy she could absorb, but that didn't mean she didn't feel the other sources. Whenever she activated her power, light energy always felt euphoric. It was so tantalizing, all of that energy that both caressed and assaulted the skin of her face. It was an undeniable pleasure, the power that specific form of energy gave her, like forbidden fruit. But the consequences of the last time she took a bite was still fresh. That rush of power and aggression frightened her frankly. So, even though she was robbed of her sight, the darkness offered her comfort within its arms. She kept on the edge of the desert at Valjean's warning but then shot back at him, "Thanks for the concern, I feel all warm and fuzzy inside now." 

She felt the sand shifting beneath her feet then hummed, "I can move the sand for you if you'd like? How far out do you want it?" she asked. He warned her, she could at least offer her services as a show of good faith. She definitely felt the heat of the increase of heat and settled her power to absorb the heat slowly to keep her skin at a steady temperature. Not a cool temperature per say, but steady in the face of the rising heat.