She finds her balance again and straightens up. "That's fine. I'm fine. I wasn't either."

"Um. It seems like, when I grab onto something, it's like it's... stuck to me? Like I can send out an invisible stick from myself and, and, I don't know. Pin it to me. I can't go closer to it and it can't go closer to me and if I move it moves and if it moves I move?"

"Huhh. So you can kinda just, stick things in place. Relative to you. Actually, is it relative to like, your whole you, or some specific part of you?"

"When you moved your hand, I felt it like... in my chest? Like you were tugging inside my ribcage. But when you pulled on the cup, it was more in my middle? Kindof in my stomach, ish. So maybe I can choose what part of me something is stuck to."

She tries pinning her own hands to each other. "Yeah. I can make my hands stick together. It feels *really* weird, pulling or pushing on either of them is like they're just — one thing. Moving one makes the other move, too."

She tries sticking Starfist's hands to each other. Nothing happens. It definitely feels like it has to come out of her, somewhere. "But I can't stick two thing together if I'm not one of them. It's like I'm sortof shooting a, a really long pin out of me. And it sticks into whatever I'm trying to grab, and holds it in place."

"That is SO cool. I wonder how much you can pin at once. Can you do more than one pin? Can you pin yourself to the floor? Or the ceiling? How fast can you shoot one out? Like if I throw something in the air could you catch it?"

If she wants to do dungeons, they could be SUCH a good team. No more dodging his punches, monsters! You're at the mercy of... Pincushion? Porcupine? Hm. They'll have to workshop that.