[Thom hands the ice cream back over with enthusiasm and also relief because he didn't need to be eating so much of it when he'd already burned through a significant chunk of his power that morning.] Really? I don't think my powers work like that... I mean I don't know what kind of battery they run on, at least. [It didn't seem to be food but again; Thom didn't realise that his own powers actually made him into a self-replenishing battery as of yet.

He tries not to let his eyes watch the path of spoon to container and back to Tris' mouth because that was potentially considered creep after all. Instead he just smiles a little at the other boy's comments.] No problem, I can patch you into my Decoder ring and you can just summon me in an emergency! [His smile is practically twinkling, the little beacon of superheroism.]