Gwen was quiet for a moment, thinking about the last cage she was trapped in, and the price to get out of it. It was . . . okay, it was high. She didn't sacrifice herself because she liked the feel of her own body's electricity frying her up.

"Seeing as my mother survived to see my beautiful baby face? I'm thinking not. But then again?" She shrugs, as if it's not really a big deal, as if she hasn't thought about this a million and one times before. "I didn't fall into a chemical plant or anything. I was struck by lightning. But that's kind of a thing."

The truth is, Gwen didn't really know. Seven doctors and four highly qualified and highly paid scientists later and no one else did either.