Did you get dropped on your head? Psychic, remember? ( or he was a psychic but since he's not hearing quentin's blathering thoughts right now, he guesses that he's a former psychic. )

I don't mean actually hearing voices. I'm not crazy. ( except — ) Or maybe I am, I don't know anymore.

( what he does know for certain is that he needs a drink. that bar better be close, quentin. )

You can manipulate mirrors? What, to make yourself prettier? ( what a perfect power for you, quentin. )

And what do you mean food restrictions? What can't I eat? Or drink?