Summer took all that in. “And if someone who isn’t a guard bothers me? I’m assuming you don’t want me to hurt anyone trying to keep them off me.” There had been something in his emotions that she wanted to pursue, but she couldn’t isolate it, not with all the other people around. “What about /my/ powers?”
Vex nodded at Summer’s question, eyes leveling easily with hers in the light of the club. “If somebody’s bothering you, the guards know well to keep them off of ya. Don’t ‘it the guards,” he confirmed absently, sipping at his drink still. Her next question was an easy one to answer, “Your powers are a key to keeping you safe ‘ere, Summer. You’re more than welcome to using ‘em.. just not on ‘umans, if you can ‘elp it; the Fae’ll assume that you’re Fae, and that’ll be enough for ‘em to leave ya alone if they notice your powers.”
“I’ll just stick to the passive parts,” she decided. “Or maybe I’ll just hide back here the whole time!” She was only a little serious about that, leaning both elbows on the bar and looking out again. So many people; so many strangers.