"Hot metal." She replied, putting her hands back down. She doesn't like waving them around--Airflow kind of hurts anyway, and she certainly doesn't want anyone to see her hands unless they have to. Which, Bruce kind of has to, if he wants to be able to do anything to help her.

"I was trying to catch a metal sheet I had knocked over. It had bread on it, but the bread had just come out of the oven. I caught it in the hand that was really bad first, and my other hand just kind of brushed it--I let go as soon as I felt how hot it was. But the damage had already been done." She paused, then snorted. "Literally."

Haha. Bruce has never heard that one, probably. She waited a moment, then glanced up to him. "...I'll be able to use a bow pretty soon after this, right? Like--A couple days?"