He felt something at his back, like a small shock? It was a numb feeling but still spooked him. He turned around and saw Drow again, wait was she there the whole time or did she go somewhere? He was embarrassed for not noticing, he was surprised by that shock but maybe theorized that could be her power. ‘ Maybe I should ask later ’ he said to himself. He gave a small wave like before and bit his lip.

“Hi Dr-ow…” He greeted, he really didn’t know what to say, and the conversation earlier got cut of by flying food and yelling. He remembered that she had asked about his power, his throat went dry. ‘Okay I can say it, nothing wrong will happen…’ Reassuring himself that won’t mess up he put down his breakfast and put his hands on the bench. “Oh...ea-rlier umm my po-ower well it’s ki-nd of um ho-w do I-I say but…” His words were getting better but still had a hint of nervousness in it. He felt something scratchy on his hands; he looked down a saw the small bit of the bench turned slightly rusty. His stomach turned and he wanted run away…crying. He decided to not run way and..cry but to brave it out. “It’s age mani-plulation…”