"I was changed by the last world I was in," David noted. "And those changes came here. For instance..."

He waved his hand over the ground and there was a little kitten of golden light, which immediately moved to paw at Carter's foot. David's eyes were glued to it, clearly heavily focused on the projection of... well, psychic energy. Radiant psychic energy. Just like Quentin's constructs.

"Different powers."