She pocketed the coins while wearing a smile that, with its luminosity, could rival the waxing of the moon. "I really haven't...had much practise with controlling them," she said, taking one coin out - a nickel - and flicking it into the air. It spun and danced before it dropped into her palm again. "I was fourteen when I started gravitating toward metal things but I've always had green hair which is I guess a sign of my mutation. Then when I was fourteen my parents told me I was adopted and...er...I was kidnapped." She grimaced when she said the word. "Because they wanted me to be you. I mean. Not you exactly but...that's when my powers went all kerflooey. I guess they forced it out of me."