Kijani watched, not raising any objections as Kalinda and Nicholas left. As Flood came running, she shook her head. "People make their own choices, Flood. Just... let them go. They'll be fine." She had the paper on the ground, and was twisting her hands, watching it obey her. She seemed to be making some kind of clothing, and soon she settled the paper against her skin like pieces of armor. 

"So... I don't really believe you, you know." Her voice was low, barely carrying over the wind. "You run from SHIELD... but I don't think, even with all your... quirks and personalities, that any part of you would be so willing to jump right into Magneto's little club. New boss, same as the old boss? You're smarter than that, I hope." She smiled, faintly. "So. What's the deal?"