"I'm sorry," she says again, but she doesn't look too sorry, judging from the smile on her face. "I won't do it again. ...Well, I might do it again, but I'd warn you beforehand. It's just... where I come from, Grisha - people with abilities - are sometimes persecuted for it." She shrugs, then waves a hand and makes a couple of small bones float through the air. "It's nice to be somewhere where it doesn't matter as much."