"Probably a ghost," he replied with a completely straight face, though still utterly unconcerned with the possible presence of ghosts who could move trash.
Also probably not that funny since the cemetery was haunted. Supposedly. He'd never gone by to find out, but enough people believed it or repeated it that it was probably true enough.
"Telekinetic," he replied as he tilted his head, tugging the second matchstick free to float that over to the bin as well. "Not unusual for people around here to ... have quirks," he replied. How the term had originated, he didn't know. He'd heard others thrown around - ability, super power, that weird shit I can do, that thing that makes me a freak - but he thought quirk kind of suited. "It's something about the town," he added with a little shrug. "You're probably safe though," he added with another glance to her. "Only seems to hit people born here, or the ones that move here young." And even then it didn't strike everyone - he'd seen more than a few people born here who had missed out on any special effects in their life.