Kijani took a seat as well, poised and confident. To think she'd ever considered the fact that she was not worthy! How silly. "My name is Kijani, sir." She would leave it at that. Flood hadn't given him more than a name, so she would keep her own connections and abilities a secret for the time being. Best not to give too much for free.

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Devika took a look up as a very large man stepped in front of her. He looked like a cautionary tale against steroid, to be honest. Muscles to the point that it was slightly disgusting. "Tch. I bet you can take a punch... but can you handle true pain?" She rushed him, knowing he'd probably just defend physically. Stripping her glove while running, she clamped her hand down on the man's massive forearm and held on tight. Then she released the fear- all of it. It felt like water leaving her, honestly, the cold and clamminess moving from her as if she were vomiting. "I hope you never sleep with the lights off again!" She had to get to Nick. Had to.