Deja merely smiled at Abrahams compliment and nodded. She listened to Tai Yang for a moment, allowing his words to soak in. "Ah... I am able to sense auras of others, entities, spirits... it is an art my Father taught me, and one I have chosen to sharpen since I have gone without sight. When I am on the grounds of many strong spirits, however, my sensitivity to them can become... fuzzy. As for me speaking of tense winds," She paused to chuckle, "I... speak a bit differently than my cohorts due to the way my father raised me. If I can sense danger, or a possible threat near, I try to make it as apparent as I can." 

Dejas head turned towards Abraham, her white hair blowing with the wind a bit. "If I am not mistaken, sir Abraham... and I... hope to not come off as too quizzical, is there... an entity within your steel? I feel another presence beside us."