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I hide. Its my special ability. [She senses something about Danny that allows her to talk about it. And not fear... retribution]

Yeah, you could say that I have a special ability for hiding myself.

Do they... call you freak too?

[So she meant literally as well. Huh. Interesting.]

There aren't a lot of people who know.

[At least, there weren't a lot of people who knew that the ghost that everyone talked about was him.]

You keep it hidden? [She knows others who do that]

I can't.

It's more like...they don't know that it's me. So...uh...how do people react when they find out?

They talk about me in bad ways. Behind my back. They don't understand me. Or my abilities.

[This is the most she has said in a while]

Yeah, that's kind of what I was afraid of.

[That, and being hunted down by government types and being experimented on, not to mention being hunted down by his parents and experimented on.]

[Dru senses that she has accidently upset him]

You could make a friend. Who understands. That is what daddy did.

Oh, I have friends. And they understand. I mean, they're normal, but they're great. Who's your dad?

Clark Kent.

Oh. I don't know who that is.

You aren't supposed to. [She laughs softly]

You have a point. I was just wondering if it was anyone I met before. So your dad has powers, too?

[She nods slightly] Not like me. But he understands.

Yeah, that sounds nice. I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't understand. They're ghost-hunters.

[And two-plus-two is...] And that is your powers?

And your right on the first try.

I'm telepathic. [He shared. So she will share]

Cool. Wait, does that mean you knew about my ghost powers this whole time?

[He's more surprised than anything. If she did know more than he'd told her, he had no idea that she knew.]

That is what everyone always thinks. That I go into their minds. [Dru hugs herself, a little upset]

I don't.

Oh. Sorry. I just thought--sorry. [He feels a bit guilty now for jumping to conclusions.]

Just because I can read minds, doesn't mean I always read minds. [Dru had hoped Danny would be different]

I know, I didn't mean to accuse you of anything, I just thought--I mean, I eavesdrop on people when I'm invisible, so it would make sense if you did, even though you don't. [Danny wondered if he was just digging himself into a deeper hole.]

When you do, do you do it to help people?