Envy smirked. Much as he hated to admit it, he was impressed. This had to be the first time the average man-on-the-street hadn't completely flipped out when seeing his powers for the first time.

"Natural talent," he replied lightly, waving a hand dismissively. The readhead's voice was going to be a lot of fun - so much inflection and expression. He was certain it would sound amazing when telling somebody to go to hell.

"What about you?" He turned his smirk onto the readhead and plucked at the sleeve of his own coat. "You have any tricks up those fancy leather sleeves of yours, or do you just stand around and look pretty?"