"You don't have to say sorry. I'm taking it that you didn't choose to be here either," she said, trying to get a better feel for him. He did say something about a person named Sean. There was the nagging itch in the back of her mind telling her to ask him about it, but she shoved it down.
Thankfully, he was smiling. Breaking stuff did help to at least tire you out, but he was doing something else altogether. She'd never seen anything like it. "You were warning about the whole fire thing and I didn't really understand what you meant," she said waving at the destruction he'd caused.
"That is a lot of power. Does it hurt to use it?" Considering the scorch marks, she wondered if the heat or energy did anything to him physically.