"Atypical. You have a power or ability. And no, I'm not stealing anything," Mark insists, rolling his eyes.

Not that he can't, not that he hasn't temporarily done so. Sometimes a power just... No, don't think back to then, to the AM and all they did to him. All they did to other Atypicals. Don't even think about it.

"I mimic. And I don't know what this is, I can just sense that it's there. Guess I'm a bit better at sensing this stuff these days than I used to be."