Judy
Judy blinks, rocking back on her heels as the one with the lower voice—Nosferatu?—casually mentions something linked to her "powers". Fortunately, something the other had said catches his attention, and she has a few seconds to think, barely paying attention to the banter between the two. What? Is he guessing? He'd have to be crazy to assume I was in the blast, too, just because I'm talking to him. I can't have been the first person to talk to him since then—the news, at least, if he was at the fire. Is he like Nerros? Can he actually tell? By the time Kid Zeus is finished rolling his eyes, she's collected herself again.
"Wait- back up a second there. My what? What are you talking about?" If they coud somehow see whatever changes had been made to her, she couldn't deny it, but they didn't have to know she already knew. D*mnit. How many people are going to find out about this, anway? How many before my life's been completely changed by the whole business?