Shaidra slowed her pace to a stop and looked at Jenso with a great deal of worry. Her claws shrunk down, but didn't disappear entirely. [color=black]"No meaning,"[/color] She [b]insisted[/b], [color=black]"No meaning. Learn. Push. Write. No meaning."[/color] She growled and stood back up and two feet, clutching her head. [color=black]"Shaidra, subject. Erase. Reform. Become [i]chaos.[/i]"[/color] She began tapping on the side of her head with one fist lightly.