"Are you daft? I wished I had such an ability! It would certainly have prevented... this." He motions to his legs and the chair he was in. "Got hit by an impaired driver. I shoved everyone else away with my mind, only to end up taking the brunt of the car. I'm told that I was pinned between the car and a brick wall."

He sighed, turning his chair to the side.

"I was in a coma for a month after, and when I woke up, was told I would never walk again. And if I did, it would only be a matter of time before I was in a chair. Well, I learned to walk with leg braces, and recently... I lost the feeling in my legs. It just went like that." He snapped his fingers. "The next time you think you do not have something "special" , I will remind you that you do."