"Nothin'." She said, stooping to pick up another pebble, just holding it in a fist to charge it. Where Remy's power glowed magenta, even fuchsia, Henn's was black, provided black could be said to glow.
The rock was tossed in a high arc out over the water, "Stopped off at the coffee shop while I was out." She said, by way of explanation.