Fred Weasley and Diego Hargreeves
"Huh. Well. i guess I'm a Muggle, then." He didn't use magic. He wasn't sure what it was that allowed him to control his knives. But it only applied to things the threw. He couldn't control anything else in that way.
"I guess this place attracts all kinds of people," he said with a shrug. He didn't like that asshole who could die and come back like nothing happened. He didn't mind Vex, though. Or Dagny. Or Jo. He didn't mind most people. Just Kenny rubbed him the wrong way.