She nods. "I think it's still in my brain because - I definitely notice and delight in... sunsets, clouds, landscape views in general... way more than I used to, before I went on HRT. But my otherwise-rigorous n=1 study" giggle "does have several obvious cofounders."

"Yeah, that could be just better mental health in general. - you should probably eat more than you usually do, you have more of a glow-up in the works than some people."

"Better mental health, not living with my parents... which are pretty correlated, heh." 

Wait, why would she - ohohoh! "...oh wow it somehow did not occur to me until just now that being an esper would mean I will get to have nice tits without having to do surgery about it!" bluuushy Cara.

"If you're up for putting a slightly unreasonable amount of food in front of me at mealtimes, that will probably help a lot? It's hard to tell how much stomach-room I have if it's not uncomfortable, and it sounds like uncomfortably-full is the right thing to aim for, here?"

"I don't think you need to aim for discomfort, just - generosity - it's magic, just not specifically violating conservation of mass that much - but I can be on portion sizing, sure."

"Ideally I would stop before discomfort, yes, I just... predict I won't necessarily notice until I get there? Just based on how my backlash seems to interact with letting me notice what I'm feeling." She sighs a bit. "Thank you. I do think it will help."

"No problem. Is discomfort easier to notice than other stuff for you under backlash?"

"Yeah, I think so? And it's easier when there's more of it. I noticed the headache and muscle pains first, earlier." 

"Is that all cleared up at this point?"

She tilts her head, then remembers to think out loud. "Muscles seem fine, though I might be a bit sore again in the morning? My head... well, it's not unusual for headaches to fade in the background for me, but it's definitely harder than usual to pay attention to them when prompted, gosh. I still have a bit of one, but I think that's unsurprising? The nap was really really nice but I am still pretty behind on sleep."

"What's going to have you sore again in the morning?"

She shrugs. "Sometimes when I overdo it I get more sore overnight? And I was in my not-very-good computer chair for 7 hours straight last night. It probably won't be that bad, but it seems possible."

"I'll be a complete amateur at it but I can try to give you a massage once we've landed."

oooooooogh... she mostly suppresses a shiver. "Massage is  mostly about stimulating bloodflow, allegedly! And that does sound really nice, but, uh, it's likely to make me temporarily nonverbal, so maybe not right when we land for backlash reasons?" nuzzle. 

"...nonverbal, really. Okay, noted. What's your pressure tolerance, espers are really strong."

hhghhh she is blushing a lot but! That's okay, he thinks she's cute, it is fine if she is blushy at him. "I mean I will make noises they just won't be words? Being touched like kinda turns my brain into a pleasant goop. And my pressure tolerance is... allegedly high, according to people who've massaged me and also lots of other people, so no need to be, um. Too gentle, about it," okay now she is gonna bury her face into his neck a little bit. 

"How will I know if I overshoot, do you have very distinctive happy noises and ouch noises?"

Awww, hehe. "Yeah, I will yelp if it's suddenly bad! ...It might be good to do a pressure checkin near the start, though. Just for backlash fuckery insurance."  She sighs happily.

...okay, okay, don't get too distracted by the view or the company, you have an important job here. "...Can you throw things with your power? Like the same principle as the flight, but for something in your hand instead of the ground?"

"Not exactly. If I accelerate with something in my hand I can let go of it and stop moving myself, but that's not really the same thing. But in general pushing off from things affects me, not the things."

"Yeahhh that's not very different from just throwing things, really. I suppose even if you could, a gun would be better..." 

"Yeah. My acceleration is good for mobility but not compared to dedicated projectiles. I bring guns into most dungeons."

"I wonder if I'll get a power that wants me to do firearms training... I hope not, it feels fraught to have one with this backlash." 

"Now I want to think of some kind of really important safety rule that we can see if you follow while you're in deep, in case that'd be a good hint for whether you can be safe with guns. You didn't put on your seatbelt without a reminder, but I don't know how responsible you usually are about seatbelts?"

"...I'm usually pretty good about seatbelts, I don't remember the last time I skipped one. So that's not super promising, as far as safety goes." she shivers. "...I think maybe I should stay away from the guns. I would prefer to be... less weaponizable, I guess?"

"Yeah. My guns are all locked up, so there's at least no risk you'll run across one coincidentally."

"That's good." (she had assumed this, on account of it being the mindful responsible thing to do, but it's still nice to hear it.)

She slumps a little bit in his arms, though. "Well. No matter what my power is, I'll have esper strength. Going into dungeons, if I do it, is going to take some real planning, huh."