She has them spread out the cherries on a baking sheet, then focuses, red light gleaming at her fingertips before she makes a quick yanking motion and the pits all pop out of the cherries as one, rattling into the sheet. "Oh, well done," Vision says, admiringly, and she blushes deeply.

"That's got to be a pretty good control exercise," Sharon laughs, scooping the pitted cherries back into the bowl. "Nice work."