"A few of us lost powers." Rich tried to do a little skipping leg exercise he'd been taught and tripped over his own feet, only barely catching himself before faceplanting onto the mat. "In my case, it means I'm --"

He was reluctant to describe it the way it really was, but if he was honest with himself...

"-- well. Disabled, I guess. My powers back home are caused by me carrying around this energy source called the Nova Force. Somehow, in coming here, a huge portion of my powers got blocked off. Normally, with the full Nova Force, I can do hairpin turns at near lightspeed -- I've got that much control over my body. Perfect coordination. Conscious control over even the tiniest movements. Having so much of it blocked off, it's like having nerve damage."

He stopped trying to do his drills because he honestly couldn't talk to her and do them at the same time, not without tripping over his own feet.

"My limbs are numb and my coordination is completely shot. I used to take on intergalactic dictators and now I can't even walk in a straight line without tripping over my own feet."