"It just happened... recently," he admits, wondering if it had to do with using the vending machine, those cute-but-godawful mice or something else entirely. Maybe just a new way to fuck with them, whatever, he doesn't know. In this particular instance, she's right, it's convenient. "Have you noticed anything extra that you can do?"

Since coming here, he means, since as far as he knows she couldn't do anything extra-human before. And everyone he knew who had powers had lost them upon showing up. He takes the joint, pausing a few beats before taking a long pull - though not nearly as long as hers - and he still coughs at the end. Just a small one, more from the frigid cold than anything, the burn in his lungs such a contrast it sets him off. He gives her a look like he's sorry for being lame before passing the joint back over.