Esme's heart rate began to slow but she still sported the expression of a deer caught in the headlights. Yanking her hand from the wall, she pulled her long sleeves over her hands to try and prevent any more disasters. "I was just passing through. Now if you wouldn't mind letting me past I'll just be on my way," Esme stated, trying to project confidence into her voice and standing a little taller. She hesitantly stepped towards the figure as if she wasn't afraid to use force. She was afraid but the other person didn't need to know that

If this person really wasn't a threat then she should just be let past and be able to get out of here before a teacher or more students came to investigate the lights shortage. It was a disappointment to be ejected so quickly but it was better to move on before she was caught and registered. It was common sense that she would be branded as a danger as soon as the government learnt of what she could do.