As Sonic was about to talk back, when he heard Yuri. Turning to him, he smiled, nodding. "Sure! I have something I can show you!"
Sonic then looked to the nearest wall, jumped into the air, curled up into a ball, and then with a sudden burst of amazing speed, dashed into it. However, instead of turning into Hedgehog pudding, the blue blur bounced off it, and began hitting off the walls of the mess hall like a pinball, and with every collision, his speed seemed to be getting faster. As a finisher, he decided exactly what to do, as he slammed into the table right next to Synn, hitting it like an artillery shell.
Standing up, he said to Synn, "so, what did you think of that? Pretty cool, right? Also, I've got protective rings, although you can't really see them."
Synn watched him as he bounced all over the place. She gauged his speed... and well, she put a hand on her chin before he slammed into a nearby table, wrecking it. She was thankful that her glasses were both resilient and stopped most of the dust. Still...
"Not bad not bad." she went. "For an organic, you certainly are fast. I've seen a lot faster from mechanical beings but then, breaking the sound barrier indoors tend to be a bad idea. Though I think you shouldn't have wrecked this table. Thankfully..."
Thankfully, its structure was excessively simple and she don't think it's made of any exotic materials. She closed her eyes and then, seemed to pray. Then, on the floor, strange symbols, eldritch in looks, appeared. Then a circle. Soon, she was floating, as if gravity was no longer affecting her. Then more symbols... then a second circle... and then, after a solid half-minute, her eyes opened, glowing yellow and she landed back on the floor, the symbols disappearing as mysteriously as they had appeared, leaving no trace that they had ever existed.
As for the table... it was back in the state it was before Sonic wrecked it.
"I have talents of my own," the feline said, smirking widely, fists on her waist. "To be fair, as I said earlier, I saw beings who could outrun rockets and pick up multi-tons tanks one-handed. So frankly, to me, it's not so much how fast you are as to how you use it. I saw way too many enthusiastic empowered beings with super strength and super speed who thought that they were hot stuff because they defeated a planetary threat and then, promptly died horribly the moment they ran into something truly scary."
"Now... is that a natural result? Are you some kind of mutant, empowered being, or bio-engineered living weapon? Or is that a result of a piece of technology or augmentation? Given you pride yourself on your speed like this, I doubt it's exactly common where you're from."