[ Will's reaction is— mostly taking in this guy's reaction to be telling him about it. And then, at the word powers and then normal people, something like hesitant recognition. There is - maybe notably, considering how strong fear was on him when they initially ran into each other, no sign that he's afraid at this information.

Curious, yes, and maybe even suspicious - his brow furrows with consideration as this stranger keeps going, with the kind of guess that would make Hannibal and his weird sense of smell jealous, but not aggressively so. ] Yeah, uh— seven, actually. [ His expression pinches with something closer to appalled amusement, a silent 'that's your comment? that you like dogs?' ] That's gotta be...annoying, here. I can't imagine any of us smell great after a few weeks without laundromats.

[ But the explanation about people who are born different. Will's centering back on that. ] Powers like...hearing peoples' thoughts? [ Will's mouth opens a moment, unsure how much to share, but if this is the same situation then maybe they even know each other. ] I— think I've met someone like you. Over the radios, not in— not in person. And she didn't tell me her name.