"You've got a deal," Ellen said. The implication that there would be another time was nice to hear.
Ellen put down her sandwich and looked at him. She had no idea what he meant, but whatever it was, it was clearly important to him. "I'm going to need some more context, I think. I have no idea what you mean by being a mutant--though being hunted for it is pretty clear."
"Unless you mean you have some kind of metahuman ability?" That seemed the most likely answer.