Hope shook her head. "I can carry, like, thirty or forty pounds. I could carry Angel, probably. But I couldn't carry anyone my size, not for more than a few seconds when I realized I was falling." She shrugged.
She was keeping her face angled a bit away from him when she spoke. Didn't want him to smell her breath until after she had a soda or something to clean her mouth out. But she was still hanging close to him. Strategic head tilting. "Maybe you have super strength, too."