Kijani laughed. "You'd be amazing too, if you grew up here. New York has a way of maturing you." She was about to teach him, when John entered. Her golden eyes narrowed, and her fingers twitched in a way that would have set the paper in the room curling up around her. But since her powers were restricted, nothing happened at all. She was all but growling at his teasing, and only relaxed after he left. She looked toward Connor, the awkwardness settling around her. "...hey, Connor?"

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Devika walked, walking around campus. Eventually she came to a bench near the dorms and settled on it, sighing. Had she made the right choice? Was she really going to be able to connect to these hero children? Especially if it meant she was expected to shove herself into other people's business. It wasn't right. Just because they were powerful didn't mean they were better.