Remy tilts his head in consideration. "Non. Powers're workin' jus' fine," he replies, then pauses. Because...it's not great, having to admit a weakness. But he doesn't know anybody here and somebody should probably know to be on the look out. Given everything, if one of his teammates were here, he wouldn't even have to say something.

But, wishes and horses.

"De pro'lem, petite, is dat it still works by de laws of physics. Gotta put energy in to get it out, hein?" He holds up the deck of cards. "So, e'ry card I light, dat takes some energy. De bigger I gotta go to charge somet'in', de more energy it takes. Dat, plus de fact I got an energy field workin' twenty-four-seven?"

She can probably work it out. He has a metabolism that's higher than average. And if she's been in the cafeteria, she knows what the meals are like.