[At his question, she looks down once again at her hand, fingers forming a spherical shape and gently rotating her wrist as if imagining her powers in a smaller form.]

I can... if no one interrupts me.

[And in a warzone, well... that wasn't the easiest thing, was it?]

If I'm attacked or lose focus when the sphere is forming... it could collapse prematurely, or I could accidentally make it too big and catch allies as well as enemies...

[When she'd first joined the Americans they'd put her through her paces in their labs, figuring out just what she could do... they didn't have any problem supplying her with the blood of children she'd required to pay the price for those tests. So she knows her limits... and when she'd defected, she'd made sure that the documents detailing those limits were destroyed and the scientists involved had an unfortunate accident.]

And also just... I don't know this city well enough yet. I don't know... which buildings are occupied, who might get hurt in what districts... where the best vantage points are, that are defensible...

[Her gaze flicks back up to the unnaturally tall man, as if asking... Did he know, then? Could she be taught? Protected in the case of a battle?]