Jessica leans back, bottle resting on her thigh as she just tries to relax before she has to go back in for another round. The question has her slitting her eyes open and looking over at Daenerys. "I could do something, but it wasn't flying. Not really. But it got... I dunno, fucked with somehow here. So you might want to keep tabs on what you eat or drink. Or who you fuck. Be just my luck to find out that powers are part of some weird new STD."