Kijani shook her head, still trying to banish the images and the smells. "Well... that was... " She grumbled. "Interesting." She wondered how Anthony had found what he found- and what it meant. For that matter, how the heck had he known about her grandmother in the first place? Well, it wasn't as if he didn't have connections. She ran a hand through her dreadlocks and then started to look around. "Hm.. where is Connor..." She needed a distraction. Thinking about something in the here and now would help.

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Devika kept moving, trying to keep her control until it was safe. When Kalinda let go of her hand, she dropped weakly to her knees and screamed, the walls inside coming down with a crash. A wave of sadness flew out of her, and through the air, affecting anyone with a 50 foot range. The closer they were, the more they'd feel. At the outer edges, there would be a touch of melancholy at the least, but right in the midst of it... it could be bad for anyone too close.