Strangely, Anthony's lack of reaction to Kijani's beginning to freak out was exactly what she needed. His calm words gave her something to grasp, reminding her that she had to get it under control. She took several deep breaths, ignoring the stink of bleach in her nose, and sat back down, carefully. She kept her eyes shut and made sure she'd gotten past the spell of rage before she spoke again. "Ahem." She cleared her throat and tucked back a loose dreadlock. "Forgive me for my outburst, Mr. Luthor." She looked at him again, but her gaze was much, much less steady. "I did not mean to interrupt. Please, continue."