Devika heard the van rolling up, the noise of it almost unnatural in her sanctuary. She taped up the box of books she was working on, and rose up to meet her. She could see, even through the front window, that Roxy was not alright. 

"Um..." Devika put the box down on the ground, and quickly rushed to her side. "You look ill. Do you want some water or anything?" She wasn't sure what to do besides that, so she took a deep breath and focused on calm. A slow, soothing wave of emotion poured out from her, and it was a strong one. It could probably stop a fight if it ever needed to. But right now, she just wanted to make Roxy feel a bit better. She was pale looking and sweaty, and Devika was worried that she'd faint or something.