“Um, that’s all right,” she said lightly, a smile on her face. “Are you still able to use all of it here?”

'Creative uses', sure. The flying and the enhanced physical abilities were enough for her. Maybe she’d understand how it worked one day. She guessed his ‘tactile telekinesis’ could cause a lot of damage to a person, so the fact that he had enough precision to pull off small gestures like he’d done seemed fairly impressive. Was he something like a genius where he came from, and that’s why he was a hero? It was something to think about.

Settling her chair back in, the girl nodded. “Sort of!” It sounded like Superboy wasn’t familiar with demon weapons, or else it’d been too dark to see. “I’m a weapon.”

And ah, that reminded her! She'd left her flashlight upstairs, hadn't she?