Chandra's aware of her own history, saving the planes, punching bad guys in the face, setting unspeakable illogical horrors from the depths on fire. That last one was impressive since she shouldn't have been able to do that.

So getting hit in the face with a little plastic ball shouldn't have surprised her to the point she reacted. And yet, the ambient temperature around her spiked, the ball melted on its way to the ground after hitting her. And her hair was on fire. No, not accurate, her hair was fire. She glared around for the cause of her surprise. Realized... it wasn't a threat, she wasn't harmed... and the little ping pong ball was a melted puddle on the counter. "...oops."

It took a few moments for her hair to go out, and unceremoniously fall around her face and head in a mess of copper strands. "I kinda melted your ball there."