She nods, and focuses on the teacup Picard has, laying her hands on her lap in plain view. Slowly, it starts to life itself up unsupported, and turns gracefully, handle spinning round and round as she lowers it back down, not having spilled a drop of the contents.
"I can teleport, and walk through solid things, but I don't want to. I don't know how thick the walls are and I don't want to get stuck."
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"I can teleport, and walk through solid things, but I don't want to. I don't know how thick the walls are and I don't want to get stuck."