Yang smirks a bit at the casual admittance he's called down lightning before. No big D, right? Who hasn't summoned the storm every now and then. "Is that like, magic, you mean?" She asks. Magic. Not so long ago, Yang thought magic only existed in fairy tales and video games. Now it seems like it's all over the place. Maidens, witches, gods, ancient wizards, curses...and a guy who can summon lightning by punching real good.

"Hey, you were doing good!" She speaks up. "But the lightning was pretty cool." Auras and Semblances don't seem to be very common outside of Remnant, but this guy was doing good on his own even before he started spewing lightning, and he made it look pretty effortless when he brought it out.

She throws out a hand to him for clasp, since they've bought themselves some space. "Name's Yang Xiao Long. Good to be fighting with you, pal."