"Ah." Amos is not unfamiliar with telekinesis or even clairvoyance. He takes his own cookie and sits down, sticking the snack into his mouth before he reaches to pour them both a generous sampling of the vodka. He slides a glass Maketh's way, then removes his cookie and chews happily before answering.

"I have one ability. Mine is a very minor talent, with a small range: I can talk to animals."

Which is fairly useless, as far as most people are concerned, but Amos finds it can be surprisingly helpful in some situations.