The fact that he was shirtless standing before her didn’t seem to phase her just then - she was too much in shock that he had recovered so quickly to notice his skin or the lines of his frame. Kyrie wandered toward him, hands lifting. She brushed her fingers across pale flesh in disbelief before the realization hit her. Snapping her hand back as if he had electrocuted her, her cheeks flushed with color and she bit at her bottom lip taking a step back.
“You’re healed,” she breathed, reiterating the point that they already knew. “Maybe that’s your power.” He said before he didn’t know what his power was, so putting two and two together the puzzle was beginning to depict the whole picture. But how. Eyes would slide over to what they’d been consuming prior to the discovery. She observed the meal and then her gaze wandered back to Adam.
All her life she had never known anyone to heal themselves or another though she was sure those abilities existed, but through food? Was that too far fetched to believe? Many abilities she had yet to experience existed here.