"You, drunk? You're a control freak." She had him pegged that far, at least. "You like controlling everything about yourself - your body, your emotions, even how I behave, as much as you can." She took her cup back after a moment, draining the rest.
She raised an eyebrow when he asked about her powers. "I could tell you, or just show you. Up to you. Do you have anything sharp on you?" She held out her palm.