Kalinda rolled her eyes, and decided to treat Rienhardt like a dog that was being bad. She stepped towards him, betraying nothing, but she did give a slight smile, and reinhardt might think she was doing to do anything else besides hit him with a rolled up piece of paper that she picked up.
"Bad dog" She said simply, turning aside, she looked over to Nicholas, and said "Perhaps if you didn't reek of obsession, and desperation, you might portray confidence and the image of a man, instead of a crushing lovesick puppy." And then she softened, "Caring about an empath is hard. Because we can feel each and every emotion, it makes things difficult."
Kalind ahad nothing she needed to get, nor no one she needed to talk with. Well, except her mother but she could do that later. She turned aside from everyone, and gave a soft sigh, leaning back against a wall.
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Connor was not surprised at the outburst, he just stayed silent. When she was silent, he said "A galazy class biologist?" He asked, curious, before waving a hand, figuring that could be answered later. He paused for a moment or two, and then said softly "If you could go back to the species you are ment to be, would you want to?" She seemed to be sad, in her current appearance and race. Connor supposed that was reasonable. "While I cant understand what it would be like, I can understand the bitterness you feel about it. So if you wish to return to your...insectoid race, well, it could probably take years, but we have some excellent scientists. it could be done, after all, anything is possible"
Connor realised he was rambling, and pulled back, "Sorry. I get carried away with possibilities. Would you want to return to your correct race?"
