He laughed a little at the God comment. That was very much not what the Shining was. "I don't know what it is, exactly. The man who taught me called it that, though. He said I had the Shining. It lets me see ghosts. They come and talk to me. A lot. And, uh, I can read minds if I want to, but I don't. They still get in... There's other stuff too, but it's weird. All of it's weird." He had slumped in his seat as he spoke, but then he made himself sit up straight again. His side was still tender, after all.
He blinked at the smile, and then realized what she was doing, and he smiled back. "Thanks, you're very generous. I just, I'm wondering, uh. What... I'm not trying to be rude, but what are you?"