Rory's brow creased. What? What was Fiona talking about? His eyes widened. Oh God. Fiona knew about powers because she must have one of her own. "Fi..." he began, unsure of what to say. "No... I don't think you insane. Far from it, actually. But... you know you're not the only one right? What can you... what can you do?" Rory's mouth was dry, but his tone was gentle. The last thing he'd expected from this conversation was to discover that yet another person in his circle of friends (or... perhaps he should say "soon-to-be-former-friends") had some sort of weird ability.
"I can do something too," he said quietly. "That's what I came to talk to you about. I'm... I'm scared too, Fiona." Especially since I hurt you.