Apparently I...do? Sort of. There were literally about two minutes between me giving them up and getting thrown back into this shitshow.

[ She wishes she had her port-in papers in front of her. She looks away, rubbing her chin in thought. ]

What I got said that I can still do the same shit, but not nearly as much. It’d make sense. Laura gave it up before everyone else, and she could still knock people out, set little fires- that sort of thing. It was the extent of what we did that was the lie, not having powers.