Gaius raises a brow at that. The thought of anyone having any sort of magical or supernatural powers would have seemed ludicrous to him a month ago. Then again, a lot had changed in the two weeks since he was brought aboard the Prosperina. And things that should have not been possible were.

He wonders if any of the so-called powers the women aboard the Prosperina were able to use ever came in handy in bed.

"Gaius!"

But a familiar voice hissing out his name stops him from thinking about it too deeply. Those kind of thoughts were probably better thought elsewhere. Alone in his room, since his chances of finding female companionship with anyone other than Six appeared to be astonishingly low, given the few interactions he's had with the female residents of the Prosperina.

"That's the hypothesis, anyway," he answers with a wave of the arm. "I worked with blood a great deal before I came here. My blood has definitely been altered, and that alteration is present in the blood of every other sample we've investigated."

He folds his arms over his chest. "If you don't mind me prying, what sort of powers do you have? No one has any special powers where I come from, so I honestly find the whole idea fascinating."