[ Unsure yet as to whether or not she finds the connotation in 'mutation' or 'mutant' distasteful, Claire wrinkles her nose a little all the same. It does just sound weird. She's never liked any of the terminology associated with people who are different other than... just different.

All the same, the reaction is gone as quickly as it came, and Claire distracts herself by taking a bite of food, which she can feel warming her from the inside out. Swallowing, she nods. ]

Teleportation, mostly, but it definitely meant he could bounce around through time as well as space. [ She gestures with her fork. ] That sword I have is actually his. Sort of. I think. Maybe.

[ Time travel. She's not going to mention the time that she met herself as an infant. Things were weird enough that season. ]