Darcy draws a ragged breath- if Ava's hugging her then she can't be that mad, right? Darcy's probably done way worse more publicly than this. She's not yelling and she's not...

It's hard to grasp onto Ava but she tries it anyway, half-muffling a frustrated noise through her.

"I hate- I hate not knowing what I can do. I hate it."

Years of learning their own abilities and limits, and now they're somewhere else and having to learn them all over.