Moira walks off in a huff. 

"Sorry, Moira can be a bit...her."

"I noticed."

"She's really nice once you get to know her."

"I know she's nice. She's also insensitive."

"She used to be worse." He giggles, "Like, she tried to murder me with birds worse. But that was years ago."

"...that's significantly worse."

"He's exaggerating. We all just tried to make Maurice terrified of us so he wouldn't steal Martin from us...we were five."

"Well that's a silly thing to think, I'm glad you outgrew it."

"And then we gave him superpowers, and immortality, and made him smarter, and-"

"I get it, I owe you guys!"

She giggles. "Your powers sound overall better than my kind. But I really like mine."

"So, you can just make objects?"

"I can make anything! I think. I haven't tried a lot of stuff yet because of evil dad."

"You know, most kids with evil parents don't know theirs are evil..."

"Well my dad's evil to me so I'd know. Also my mom wasn't, she was the nicest, smartest, coolest mom ever, I'd have told her about my powers if—"

"Oh, now I get it. Sorry. You know, Zaneta would probably be telling you to try out your powers..."

"My mom would, too."

"Can you make animals?"

"...maybe? Haven't tried."

"A car?"

"Can do."

"...Prove it."

"Find me a place where I can fit a car, then." She reaches behind herself (where no one's looking so she can be free to expect stuff) and shows a little toy car. "Unless this one works."

"Diamonds, lots of them!"

"That one's easy," she says, and starts producing them in her hand. "But they disappear after a bit."

"Hmm, teddy bears?"