Her agitated emotional portrayal was evidence of a quick temper and defensive nature yet the replicated Knightfall patriarch remained stoically relaxed. "So, Fortune. What do you need in your life?" Sabriel verbally pushed. Trying to persuade the sun dipped daughter of danger into revealing some form of useful insight into her appearance here, on this night of all nights.
An arched brow and slight chuckle preceded the Silent Knight's next inquiry. Staring at the transformed state of her appendage with inquisitive observation, he questioned the lovely yet angered stranger.
"Neat trick. Mutant? Meta? Both?"