"Boy today," he corrects.

"Is that a matter of gender identity or something to do with your powers?" she doesn't look up from her papers.

"Both."

"Right, right. So I'm assuming it isn't under your conscious control?"

"Actually it is," he says, changing before their eyes.

"Hmm, what is your chromosomal sex?"

"Woud you look like a boy or a girl without your powers?" she translates. 

"Why is that important?"

"It helps us build a picture of your abilities. Also, it may be medically relevant. I assume you didn't bring your records over with you?"

"No, I was in a bank with my father. Without my powers I look like a boy."

"You claim to be from another version of Earth, correct?"

"...yes?"

"Can you describe what you experienced?" 

Suddenly, another Jeanette walks in, carrying coffee. "Do either of you want a drink?" the duplicate asks Sadde and Zaneta.

"Can't, have to attend to something. Will you be all right till I come pick you up, Sadde?"

"Yeah," he tells Zaneta. He looks at Jeanette-2 and demurs, then looks at Jeanette-1 again. "Um, I was in a bank robbery by a tinker—that's people with technology powers in my world—and then his tinker thing made a huge noise and there was a flash and I was in school with Zaneta's children."

"It doesn't matter which one of my bodies you choose to address, they are all Me," says Jeannette 2.

"I'll be back soon, good luck Sadde." She nods at Jeanette 1. "Jeanette."

"Okay. Bye, Zaneta."

"Please describe your powers to the best of your ability. Lies or omission will only inconvenience you in the long one."

"Um."

"You would be amazed how many children-and even grown adults-feel the need to talk up their abilities."

"Um. No, I mean just. That I h—there's a—um. I get that you need to know everything about my powers but. If I tell you everything you'll know how to make my powers not work."

"Are you saying your powers are negated by knowledge of them? Or are you worried I might figure out how to ward myself against them?"

"...yes? More like, there's a thing about my power that lets other people stop it if they knew what it was, and then if other people knew it I wouldn't be able to be a good superhero."

"Such information is considered confidential, unless you were to commit some kind of crime. You weren't robbing that bank, were you?"