"What a coincidence. We've both made ourselves the regular companions of giants." He gestures with his hand that she should totally let him have a bit more gin.

"In my world, some of us are lucky enough to be born with enhanced abilities due to genetic mutations." Tom sounds smug for a hot moment, then irate. "Which, it seems, was deemed an unfair advantage over the others in the Game, and so they've disabled them."

Temporarily, if they know what's good for them. Tom's entire identity isn't wrapped up in his ability to conjure frickin' laser beams fire, but he's still unhappy with something so innate being stolen from him.

"And yes, others, like Cain, come by them by accident."