So that's, like...an on and off sort of thing? Just, just one day your eyes are keen, and then maybe the next day you didn't drink enough tea and it's hazy? How does that...even work? [she squints at his back as she yammers on.] Is that, that what your power here is, now? That's not really a power, is it? More like, like some adverse side-effect of transport, I'd think. Is that common? I mean, I just wound up with some of my stuff broken, but it's not like my senses have been distorted or anything--

[if he doesn't cut in, she won't stop. it be like that sometimes: a deluge of stream-of-consciousness.]