"Yep." Iman follows the obvious steps to the window, looking out from Rita's vantage point. At the question she looks down at her arm. "Pretty much anything," she says. "I use it to generate energy fields, disruptions, alter the state of matter around me. I have to conserve that energy where I can. It also makes a pretty damn good bludgeon. That only runs out when I do."

She turns to size Rita up. "You got any bullets in that thing?" She nods toward the holstered sidearm.