"Can you stop it? I thought- I'm not sure what I thought. I've never met anyone with that kind of power. I guess I assumed that you couldn't do anything to change their fate. IF you can, then it would be very useful." She could just imagine what they could have done if they could predict how people died. It might even be a way to predict an attack.
Mikasa should her head. "No, I can't imagine fighting in anything but pants. I've kicked many men's asses. And other body parts. Most boys were afraid of me." She had been proud of that.
She sat down on the chair. "Does it make a different on what I'm wearing?" Mikasa might not know how to put makeup, but she had eyes and she could see how well put together Lydia was, with everything matching in ways that Mikasa couldn't imagine doing. "Right, foundation, not necessary, but useful," she said, even though she had no idea how it was done.
She opened and uniform shirt and folded the sleeve. "I can safely say that I've never done anything like this."