Mayerling exhales in a sigh at the description. That kind of desperate clinging control. It's so early in a society where everyone lives such short lives that so many people will be forced to live through the early breaths. Hero or villain or civilian. Such attempts surely will harm many. How hampered will their understanding of what is possible be, when the use is so narrow?

Such abilities aren't only useful in combat or disaster. What about regular day to day life? The name implies something non-standard, unlike most vampire abilities. Perhaps quirks pass down through generations when looked at long term (hard to tell), but they know so little.

He motions the pot toward Dabi. "Quirks pretty noticeable all around? Like yours," he asks.