She beamed all proud like, hands on her hips as she gazed out over the lights, smog, and chaos that was L.A. His reaction was something that could never get old, no matter how many times whoever was new to the experience did it. "Yes, it's a genetic thing, these powers. I also have the ability to harness the kinetic energy around us to form knives." Psylocke demonstrated by holding out her hand and making it into a fist from which a four inch long psionic purple 'blade' protruded. She waited to reveal the telepathy bit. It either scared or fascinated people and thus far, she liked Adam enough to keep him around.
"Now, what's all this about a half-demon? Have you any special talents?" She rid her hand of the blade and once more moved close to Adam, lips slightly pursed in curiosity. It dawned on her then that they had yet to exchange names. "Oh, I do believe I've been rude. My name is Elisabeth." She held out her hand palm up.