One second Lorica is being swallowed by the sewer cape, the lion mouth opening far too wide, and the next she's being vomited out. A flood of stomach acid and chunky flesh is expelled with her, as well as what might be naked bodies.
"Like she was knocking on my head asking if I had a moment to discuss with her my next few hours of plans! - Dinah if that gave you a headache apparently that-one can fix it for you."
"Huh - yeah. Sort of the opposite of hiding, actually. I could - draw attention to myself."
"Huh! You have some furrows on your knuckles. Normally I can't sense anything about people at all because of my Manton limit."
"So my power is... no, it can't just be pretending about whether I'm alive or not, Dad doesn't have a Manton limit, he can just teleport his carrying capacity."
"Okay, so I can lie to powers about more than whether I'm alive, I should check if I can tell Dad's power I weigh an ounce."
"Bet you can. I also think you can mess with precogs, anyone who points a sensory power at you, and probably loads more."
"I wonder if I can poke it enough to present the image I want to powers I don't know about."