There's an almost musical way to the manner of Lev's speech, and Magne finds herself a touch enamored with it. It paints an interesting picture of the family that they were born into, and while she's sure that her mental image isn't particularly accurate, it is still rather lovely.

"Unfortunately no," she admits at the pause, knowing that she probably doesn't see the same things that Lev does when describing their family. "But in the world that I come from, someone can look like just about anything. One of my closest friends has the body plan of a man, but green skin, scales, long lilac-colored hair and a face similar to a lizard's. His Quirk was called Gecko, because the scientists of our time aren't particularly creative with their naming system."

Of course, Spinner was only one example, and not even a particularly extreme one. She'd been arrested by a man with a cat's face once! Restrained by a man who could turn his arms into tree branches! Pursued by a giant woman! She could tell them so many stories in return...

Hands on her hips, Magne shrugs at the idea that the people here looked strange. She could relate, at least a bit. "I'm more used to really diverse body plans too, don't worry. It's been a strange adjustment, being somewhere that everyone looks so..." Vague gesture. "Plain."