The thing was, Annabelle didn't want her power to go dormant. She wanted to hone it. She wanted to use it as a weapon toward the things that were keeping them all here.
And she wanted to maybe, just maybe, put Lasher down for good.
Helping people was what Sam did. Annabelle couldn't help a slight smile. It sounded so wholesome and nice, and that didn't really fit with the other brother she'd met. But also, it sounded like something her dad would really like and want to hear. It sounded like the reasons he told her her mom got into medicine.
"Okay," Annabelle said. She gave him a good solid nod. "Aren't you worried? I could kill you. I *have* killed people, and blinded them, and I think you should know that. I should come with a warning label."