Between the noise of carrying his bags up the stairs and everything else, the only word he clearly catches is 'soundwaves'. He's not sure what to make of it, and he's a little worried that asking for a demonstration would be rude on top of the fact that if she dealt with sound he's scared he wouldn't be able to hear the demonstration.
"I make explosions," he shrugs. Only good thing about this girl so far was that she hadn't said anything about the hearing aids (which he's been told are less noticeable than he thinks they are). If she asked it was only fair to ask about her eyes, because they didn't seem to have any connection to her powers. Not that he knew anything about them beyond 'soundwaves'.
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