There's confusion in Olive's expression for longer than she'd like. She's not proud of that. She's a clever girl and she likes knowing that, so any time it takes a little longer for her to work through something, it's frustrating. It's just a difficult notion to wrap her mind around — not that she doesn't understand the concept, one that belongs more to someone out of a comic book than one of her closest friends, but because her mind is working double-time to apply that to this situation and she doesn't like what she comes up with.
"You jumped?" she asks, voice lowered to a hiss, less out of anger than to keep this secret between them. "Claire." It wasn't like she meant to hurt herself, but it's still a crazy thing to do. Granted, if she were like a tiny, adorable Wolverine, she'd probably go running wild and get herself into all kinds of trouble, too, but Olive still can't take the idea of Claire choosing to jump off a building, ability or no, and not feel a little dizzy from the mental image. She knows this makes at least the second of her friends who were special in this way before (first Billy, now Claire) and she's willing to accept the existence of such things, if only because the people here mean she has to take it as fact, but it's still a little overwhelming. They exist, but applying it to someone she loves, that's strange, though she supposes she should just be grateful Claire didn't go full Bella Swan and dive off a cliff. "I could — God, I could never be scared of you, okay? And you are not a freak, except that, you know, jumping off things is — God, you couldn't just cut yourself to check?"
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"You jumped?" she asks, voice lowered to a hiss, less out of anger than to keep this secret between them. "Claire." It wasn't like she meant to hurt herself, but it's still a crazy thing to do. Granted, if she were like a tiny, adorable Wolverine, she'd probably go running wild and get herself into all kinds of trouble, too, but Olive still can't take the idea of Claire choosing to jump off a building, ability or no, and not feel a little dizzy from the mental image. She knows this makes at least the second of her friends who were special in this way before (first Billy, now Claire) and she's willing to accept the existence of such things, if only because the people here mean she has to take it as fact, but it's still a little overwhelming. They exist, but applying it to someone she loves, that's strange, though she supposes she should just be grateful Claire didn't go full Bella Swan and dive off a cliff. "I could — God, I could never be scared of you, okay? And you are not a freak, except that, you know, jumping off things is — God, you couldn't just cut yourself to check?"