That must be a nice feeling, Derek thought but didn't actually say. He hated being like everyone else so, while he understood where she was coming from on some level, he certainly couldn't relate to it.

"Did you tell anybody?" Derek asked quietly. "About what you could do before?" He wondered if maybe she'd slipped up and someone had turned her in for being an unregistered mutant. Of course she'd be unregistered; she wasn't a mutant anymore, just like me wasn't. But to someone who didn't know that, turning her in with the hopes of a promotion into a higher clearance level would've been so easy. Wrong. But easy.

"It doesn't," he assured her quickly. "It doesn't sound out of place, not to me. I used to be afraid of mine, too, before I learned control. That much, I can identify with," he admitted.