Ita smiled the smile that someone who has no idea what you're talking about smiles. But she seemed unfazed by that. "Oh, I can manipulate water and heal a little. And when I'm submersed, I can become water." At the mention of her slight hysterics, the smile fled from her face, and she grew solemn. "I can pull water from the air... I do it sometimes when I'm scared. A defense, I think. I do it when I... when I have nightmares about my parents," she admitted, softly. But her solemnity was only temporary, as she moved on to other topics.
The blond practically squeed in delight. "Can I braid your hair? Sometime I mean. It would be fun. What'd you major in?" She thought she might have already asked, but she couldn't remember.