Reva laughed, mostly out of habit and some odd sense that it was the kind of reaction she was supposed to have to the girls somewhat sarcastic reply. The laugh sounded hallow, and forced, though not exactly threatening, she was making the extra effort not to sound threatening. The wheels in her head had been turning, if these people were wondering about like she was, there was a chance they would know more than others who had huddled up in 'safe havens', given they too had seen more of the world as it was now. Scaring them off or startling them into a battle would be unfortunate. Though it was very hard to act natural with the "noise" of whatever was going on at that light she saw eelier going on in the background of her sense. The boiling caldron of power that was the light, the darkness, those others all in one spot was more grating on her senses than she'd like. She took a deep breath and replied "No, I am not looking for those kind of things...I was wonder, does anyone here know anything about surviving a attack from a heartless?"

She paused a second working her words around in her head, explain what had happened to her and what she had become was difficult, especially since she didn't really know what she was herself. "I was attacked by heartless after...well, the world went to hell. I remember my heart being taken from me... And yet...here I am still. But, I...am not quite the same as I was before the attack. I'm different on the inside...as well as the out. I don't seem to have 'emotions' anymore. I've been looking for answers about what happened to me. And how I can become normal again. So do any of y-"

Reva head jerked in the direction of the light. A new sensation came to her. One that was...oddly familre...What was it like. She closed her eyes and furrowed her brow in focus. Some new force had joined the conflict by the light. IT wasn't the rolling bulk of the heartless, or the wild fury of the otheres...it was cold, clean, detached. A narrow blade of power, small but potent. And so damned familare. They...felt like she felt to herself. sort of...more like she was looking at pieces of a broken mirror. Little things, smaller, less developed than her, but still cut from the same cloth. She opened her eyes, as the sensation suddenly vanished. "Okay...that was new..." she whisper beneath her breath.