Faster and more graceful than Olympians

“Are you kidding?” she asked. “Taylor, Vicky’s not stupid. The way you were moving…”

“That…has nothing to do with my power, actually,” Taylor corrected. “That was all martial arts.”

For a moment, Amy couldn’t believe that she was actually serious. But Taylor didn’t suddenly shout, “Gotcha!” or laugh it off as a joke, so Amy had to take it to mean she wasserious. “Taylor,” she said slowly, “you were moving faster and with more grace than I’ve seen in most professional athletes.”

Taylor blinked and turned to look at her with a dumbfounded expression on her face, like Amy had just told her that the sky was green or the Earth was flat. Had she really not realized exactly how incredible it was that she’d been managing to keep up with Vicky well enough to dodge around her that easily?