Artificial light must be more harsh, like when it's dark for a while and then suddenly light, that hurt her eyes. It must be ten times worse for Juniper. She'd be looking into it, see if there was a way to change things. Make some places more comfortable for Juniper at least.
Maybe if they weren't as harsh on her eyes then she'd be okay spend more time out of her room -at least Dove was going to hope that she might.
"The light is nice, I like that part." If she'd just stayed like that, if her powers hadn't grown, hadn't advanced, then she could've probably stayed below the radar a little longer, maybe graduated, possibly gotten to college. It was hard to say. But she knew better than to fight it when she totalled the gym at school. "I'm... a little worried about the group training, to be honest. I'm not... I not sure how it'll go." If they could make it so she could use her daggers, but not the concussive force, she'd be fine. But simple gestures turned into powerful blasts of force, and that was bad.
It would probably be less helpful to Juniper, to switch the powers off, since it wouldn't likely affect the wings, but maybe Juniper's control over them. "No. Not really. I... I nearly hurt a lot of my friends at school, and I haven't really be able to stop it when I've been training, so it's probably better for everyone that it's off until I figure this out." The whole optimism about figuring it out was a little forced at times, but she was encouraged to do it, keep herself hopeful that it was just a matter of finding her trigger to control things.