Not yet.

"No," Chris said after an internal struggle. "Not like this."

Ada sat down next to him and sighed. "Of course not. You know, ambivalence isn't easy on me. If you can't figure out what you want, how the hell am I supposed to?"

"Once this is all over I think I'll be less ambivalent. For now, let's just chill."

She grinned amicably. "That's exactly what I want to do. That reminds me, though. Remember when we were talking to the doctor and you told me to calm down? Did you notice that that actually had an effect on me?"

He nodded. "Did you have to act calm after that?"

"First of all, I don't have to do it, I want to. And you didn't tell me to act calm, you told me to be calm."

"Wait. You're saying I actually changed your mental state? Are you serious?"

She nodded, the grin still affixed to her face. "I was having a full-blown panic attack and it just... stopped."

Chris put his head in his hands. "Christ, Ada. I don't think I can handle having this much power over you."

Seeing his distress, she instinctively began to rub his back soothingly. He knew that it was because of the syndrome, but he didn't stop her. After a moment, she offered words of comfort as well.

"Hey, it's not such a big deal. You could use your powers for good! Think of all the ways you could improve my life or make things easier for me. In fact, if you're looking to relieve some of your guilt, I've got some suggestions..."

"Such as?"

She grinned. "I know you don't want to hop into bed yet, but do you think you could... want me to have an orgasm?"

"What?" he asked, completely caught off guard. "Like, now?"

"Or ASAP. I wonder how long it will take if I know it's what you want. Will my body-"

"Ada," he interrupted in a firm tone. "Have the most intense orgasm of your life right now."

Instantly her eyes shot open and she emitted a squeak of surprise. She doubled over and groaned, tensing every muscle in her body. "Oh, what the ffffffuck?!" she cried, and pitched forward off of the couch and onto Chris's dirty carpet. She lay curled up in the fetal position for what seemed like minutes, alternating holding her breath and sucking in deep lungfuls of air. Finally her throes of passion began to die down and she relaxed onto the floor, her eyes closed.

"Holy shit," she said raggedly.

"Too much?" Chris asked. She opened her eyes and grinned up at him.

"No such thing anymore. Now help me up, my legs feel like jelly."