Lauren's eyebrows inch up her forehead as the other woman sits down across from her, turning legitimate scientific inquiry into a guessing game. She thinks back to the '20 questions' game with Regina in the cell - at least it had passed the time.
"Okay, well... I'm assuming the skin pigmentation is an incidental phene, rather than the complete expression of this 'x-gene'. Without a chance to study it I really have no idea the array of mutations that are possible, but based on your physique and correlating to what I know from my own studies I'm going to say... some sort of manipulation ability?" She eyes the other woman for a moment, heat rising to her cheeks. "Pheromones, maybe?"
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"Okay, well... I'm assuming the skin pigmentation is an incidental phene, rather than the complete expression of this 'x-gene'. Without a chance to study it I really have no idea the array of mutations that are possible, but based on your physique and correlating to what I know from my own studies I'm going to say... some sort of manipulation ability?" She eyes the other woman for a moment, heat rising to her cheeks. "Pheromones, maybe?"