Rory didn't blame Fiona for not wanting to tell him what she could do. Hell, he would've kept his own power under wraps for as long as possible and never used it at all if that were an option. Except that it wasn't anymore. Rory let out a slow, shaky breath and look up at her, waiting until she swallowed her food so she wouldn't choke as soon as he spoke.
"I can..." Rory bit his lower lip and steeled himself. "I don't know all the details yet, but I think... I think I can manipulate people's chemistry. You know... make them... attracted to each other. I've only known about it for a week or so. And I really can't control it. I think... last week... at the c-coffee shop I... I might've..." he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. "Fiona I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do anything I swear!"