"That's not passé, espers like talking about our powers. ...or at least I do, and I know Tae-hwan does."

"We get to be superheroes, who wouldn't like that?"

"My power is momentum redirection. If a thing is moving, I can make it move a different way. I can even give it a little bit of a boost, with some work. And I can convert angular momentum into regular momentum and vice-versa which is a lot more broken than you'd think." To demonstrate, he grabs a fork and flicks it up into the air, and it spins in the air a bit as it goes up then it stops going up and starts to rotate, faster and faster as it continues to not fall, as fast as a fan's blades, and then faster, and faster...

"And I make things stop," says Tae-hwan, and the fork suddenly stops rotating altogether and just stays still in the air, unmoving.

"His power's actually really interesting! It's not just stopping, he can lock things to his local frame of reference so they move when he moves. If he wanted to he could stand up right now and lift every other chair and table up into the air with him."

"It's really funny to do that when people aren't expecting it."

"That does sound funny. I do lightning, you might have heard."

She calls up a little spark between her outstretched fingers. There's a krakkzzt noise, like a circuit blowing some distance away, louder than one might expect but not, objectively, that loud.

"And my backlash... isn't objectively that bad but it's really annoyingly incapacitating. I need to get a jetpack or something."

"A jetpack?"

"I lose sensation starting from my fingers and toes, so even though I've still got gross motor function I start tripping on stuff. Which is incredibly annoying. Who trips?"

"Oh so you're, like, the anti-hyung? Are you guys compatible?"

"Mine's losing motion-but-not-feeling, starting with my toes and going up, I don't r'member if I told you."

"Oh, huh, I don't think I got that."

Reach across Tae-hwan a bit to present her palm?

Touch, flinch.

"Yeah absolutely not."

Marza sticks her tongue out and shakes her head. "Like biting tinfoil."

She pokes Tae-hwan too, while she's invading his personal space anyway.

"Ooh, baby, I think you should buy me a drink before we get this intimate."

"We're not that compatible. Unless I'm just poorly calibrated on that."

"Yes, yes, I wouldn't have been able to pull you into becoming an esper from a dungeon like some weird fanfic, that's a fucking lot."

("Oh but that's so romantic...")

("Hyung you're being weird again.")

"Park Yoo-min-shi, please do remember that we are talking about Gunbae. Romantic does not belong in the same language."

Yoo-min glances at Woo-young.

"Ooh, the forbidden history."

"Tae-hwan, I really mean this: shut the fuck up."

"...sorry."

He sighs and pets his partner.