She nodded at that, glad for at least that small moment of connection - there was so much that made her feel strange and alien, the worst kind of culture shock.
"About... three weeks?" She had to count backwards to figure it out, and the days were so much the same that she wasn't completely sure exactly how many of them there'd been. It was a good thing that Stephen had agreed to teach her now, she thought; it was at least something to fill the time in a little bit. "No one knows me," she continued with a shrug. "There's some people that are similar, but they're not the same. Not older. Just.... different. Only some of the right powers." It was difficult to explain, especially when she didn't really understand it herself. She had so little useful experience for a situation like this, and her awareness of her own deficiencies made her frown as much as Steve starting to pick his things up did. She really hadn't meant to ruin his morning. "You don't have to pack up. I can go."