Parker's Piece
Inoue almost certainly did not have supernatural stamina, although she did seem admirably fit for a teenage girl.
"Sounds like an exciting evening," Inoue says. She squirms nervously at the prospect of fighting the undead, but puts on a brave face. "Like, in the wild? I do not think my combat training is complete enough for that... by myself. But with you by my side I am sure we can handle anything." She tries for a confident smile.
Inoue fidgets uncomfortably. "I am glad your Watcher gave her approval," she says neutrally. She then swiftly moves on, turning excited. "Oh!"
"Well, you see," Inoue starts, gesticulating wildly. "There's a lot of spirits and ghosts and fae and kami out there who want to influence the mortal world, right? But a lot of them don't have the power to cross the boundary between the material plane and theirs. I give them that power, and they give us information and strength and abilities we would never be able to access otherwise. It's an incredible rush!" She looks down at her arms. "Oh, no, these are- well, this is from someone knocking a brazier over on me, and this is from an accident in weapons practice, and this... uh... nevermind that one!" She laughs awkwardly.