...can she telekinetically control her hair, that would be kind of neat.

She can!

Neat. She puts it in many little braids and then she can poke things around her head with her braids if she wants.

If she telekineses up a flat object half a centimeter out from her palm, and then hucks a projectile at it, does the shield seem tempted to smack back into her hand?

That depends on whether she wants it to.

She does not!

Then it won't budge a bit.

Sweeeeet. She should maybe carry some flat objects on her that she can turn into improvised shields at need.

Can she fly?

It's not the simplest thing and she needs to sort of grab onto the air around her and move it downward for it to work, but then yep, she can fly.

The fact that it's tricky makes it less embarrassing that she didn't know yet.

WHEEEEEEEEEEE

She can see the maelstrom from this high! And maybe even one of the nearby towns.

She wonders which town that is.

Swoop swoop zoom. She flies back to Kenton.

Some people are squinting at her when she gets closer.

She alights on the ground. Waves.

The people are mostly reassured once they recognize her and put together that she is a friendly flying person. Still, they don't wave back.

"If you could fly, you would," she tells them, and she traipses jauntily off to collect her baaaa~by.

Well, that's not surprisng given how maelstrom touched people are.

"You were high up?"

"Yeah! I can fly, turns out! It's awesome!"

"Like a bird...."

"Well, I don't have to flap, but yes."

"I used to want to be able to fly."

"...what changed?"

"Elysium has a roof."

"...yes, but we go out of it sometimes."

Shrug.