Buffy & Selene
"I discovered, fifty or so years ago, that I had neglected that part of my abilities, and had been the... victim of a rather large lie. After putting that to right, I decided that sort of thing should not happen again and began to pay more attention to subtle clues. You practice something for half a century, you develop a certain skill."
As the Cathar vampire walked off, Selene dropped the hand that had been covering the cross at her neck. "Treat that one right, she will die for you. I believe she has chosen you for her Alpha."
"Sorry. Military slang. River is our third pilot, but where she is most valuable to the crew is on the sensors and tactical board. When we hunt pirates, we usually run in stealth mode, powered down, passive sensors only. She can work magic; give me volumes of information from a single twitch of an indicator. If it does come to guns, she can analyze tactics, tell me what the other captain will do before he even knows he is going to do it. Tacwitch."
She sighed, a very human sigh. "I have come across such before, and do my best to take care of the problem. On the other hand, I have found those who are trying to fit into society, living a peaceful life. Them, I leave alone. Some even stay in touch, pass me rumors, information, things like that. This is not my universe, and our sort are just one oddity among many. Live and let live."