"Yeah. I...understand that." Regan Wyngarde. Martinique Wyngarde. Her grandfather, Jason Wyngarde. Other powered family members - their powers were all more offense-worthy than Brooke's own powers were.

And her father was like the Professor Xavier of empaths.

Meanwhile, Brooke could hardly influence three people at a time, couldn't fight worth a damn, and...

She sighed, heavily.

"I've always had people around to do things for me," she admitted. "Having to throw my own punches...it's not easy."