Rachel's eyebrows go up, a slight frown turning her lips. That's as beyond the boundary of normal, to her, as winding up on a cruise ship. "At least you have some experience?" she offers, with a wan smile. "There's nothing like that-- or like this-- where I'm from."

Superpowers fueled by genetic mutation is about as weird as it gets in her world. But that's not something she talks about much.