No superpowers, for one. No real power of any kind. No choices. We're more like- like insects. Like ants, following a trail we don't care to understand. I think in a couple of hundred years, mankind will be extinct. If we aren't, everything else will be.

[But, because she probably has more insight, he adds:] I get the feeling having special abilities doesn't change the odds as much as I would have hoped.