"Doors like Elspeth. But not much as Shell Bell, she doors whenever want because aura power. Somebody like them."
"I wonder if we'd be able to tell who it is that likes them, if a telepath got within range of someone opening a door."
"Dunno," shrugs Pen. "Doors not always so much like same people forever, either."
"People don't always like people the same forever," Emily says, shrugging carelessly. "I guess it doesn't really matter at this point, anyway. Not like there's anything we can do about it."
"Is not Bar who picking where doors and when doors," mentions Pen. "Bar does tasty things and napkins and does not doors, is not her."
"Oh, yeah, and it's almost dinnertime. Do you want to get snacks or something now, or wait a little and eat with everyone else?"
"...Mm...Brisket with mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans aaand lemon cake for dessert," she says thoughtfully. "Being best friends with a telepath can be so convenient sometimes, if I didn't have Edie ferrying me the information getting it would be a lot less convenient."
"I wasn't anywhere near as good at flying as you are when I was eight," Emily comments as they head in the direction of the dining hall.
"Well, having do it different," allows Pen. "Also not having big sisters for teach it."
"Well, not big sisters, no...but Edie's dad has the same mutation as me, basically."
"Yep. And a lot of other stuff too. Magnetism is a skill-heavy kind of mutation."
Nod nod. "I not having any magic yet. Wishes, little ones, soon, then maybe enchanting."
"Sounds like fun! I wouldn't trade in what I've got, but your stuff seems more useful."
...I guess it's different when it's something you got and not an inherent part of who you are."
"Yeah. So, what's up with angels anyway? Some people where you're from just randomly have wings?"