"It's okay. It's... useful right? And you're still learning to control it and everything." Honestly, as long as George didn't hurt someone with her power, Glory was sure she'd be able to get used to it. It was just a little scary sometimes, and Glory didn't even want to think about what could happen if she got angry at someone.
"Maybe..." Glory still wasn't sure. Honestly, she didn't want a power thing. It was bad enough that the things existed in the first place, but having something like this happen to her? Something that she couldn't explain and that might potentially be dangerous? The very thought made Glory shudder a little. She nodded, though, and turned away while George disassembled the rest of the puzzle, only turning back when she was done.
One look at the scattered pieces, though, and it was as if George wasn't even there at all. Glory's brain latched onto the pile of scattered, disorganized pieces and quickly began to calculate where each piece should belong. Her fingers flew - even with the missing pieces, Glory's speed had practically doubled. Her brain had already put this puzzle together once and, although it wasn't exactly memorization, she certainly remembered how the system worked, how the pieces should be combined. She barely spoke (except for a few little grunts of frustration when she realized the one of the pieces she needed was one of the ones George had taken) and didn't stop her assembly until the entire picture (save for the missing pieces) was complete.