"Hi," the turquoise-haired woman returns, a smile curving her full lips. "You have some sort of talent for psychometry, then?"

It wasn't the weirdest thing Nia Worn had encountered in her life. Sure, it amazed some and frightened others, but she'd always felt that what really mattered was how these people used their powers. Did they menace others? That was a problem. Otherwise...live and let live.

"I'm Nia. Didn't mean to bother you, I just heard a voice and couldn't help myself. Had to come and investigate. Everything okay? Need a hand?"

She had two of those, in working condition, even, so why not offer?