Connor didn't bother to tell her that the only way he would stop worry about her was if he was dead, or if she was. As the sprinklers went off, he looked up. Smoke? Or had someone let it off? 

Even though it was perhaps too late, given that they were both wet, he shrugged off his jacket, and made a makeshift umbrella out of it with his arms and easily matching his stride with Kijani's, so they could both be under it. 


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Kalinda didn't want to go back to the gym. She was outside and had managed to get control of herself and those emotions that weren't hers. And then she saw the boys. Already not in a good mood, she marched up to them, "zack and Griffin" she demanded, having already figured out it was Arnold in control. "I want to know they are alright. And I want you gone, but I guess that isn't happening"