"A witch," she says, feeling like she's parroting, and watches, both impressed and somehow not surprised enough as he summons light above his hand. It's a little like the orb that Ronan brought with them into the caves, only she doesn't think it can be held.

She can't help but reach out towards it anyway.

"I'm a witch, too," she says, "or that's what they tell me. Or half a tree-light, or a mirror." Blue shrugs one shoulder. "Big psychic battery, is what it all boils down to eventually. Not everyone can feel it, but it's like the signal gets clearer around me."

She smirks dryly. "And attracts weird shit, sometimes."