With her attention on the pan she was stirring, Emma missed the wink, but even if she'd seen it, her reaction would have been the same. Her eyes widened then lowered, focusing very intently on her roux, as her skin ignited blushing so hard.

She couldn't do anything about that reaction, but when she'd had a few seconds, she took a deep breath, held it, then exhaled slowly. Turning off the heat, she moved the pan to a cold burner, still stirring. "Stir this for me?" she asked, keeping her gaze on the roux. "You need to keep all of it from sitting too long, even the edges.

Then more quietly, "I meant because I'm a mutant."