Reese looks at her. "Yeah. I'm alright now...I think." he says softly. Making a small attempt to smile. "I kind of am out of breath." he says softly. He looks at her. Nodding his head. "Wait...are we talking physical or the actual state this city is in?" he asks. He was clearly a bit disoriented. As he had no idea which she meant at the current moment. He looks at her. He looks at her. Wondering if she was okay by the look on her face she seemed upset. "Not...really...the funny passing out sensation went away. Soon as he went inside." he says honestly. "I'm not in pain. Not the way your thinking." he looks at her. "Yeah. I think he tried to do so. In fact...I know it and felt him attempting to do so." he says. Rubbing his head.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "You know that the term psychic has various upon various of forms...correct?" he doesn't wait for confirmation or not. "I am the embodiement of the psionic powers. Simply put...there isn't a psychic power out there I am not gifted...or cursed depending on your point of view...with." he says softly. "I know he tried to hex or curse because the signatures around him went higher. The power ratings and energy levels were off the chart mentally." he says softly. "i believe his attempt was causing a power overload in my head. Psionic versus magic type of thing." he explains.<br/><br/>He looks at her. Chuckling at her ugh older siblings comment. "Yeah...I mean. I knew that. I felt the fluxuations between good and evil within him. Just being near him. That plus the other two things I mentioned...caused my powers to go into countering mode. He is most likely going to have a massive headache from the counter attack of the countering mode he sent my powers into." he says honestly. Looking at her. He sighs a bit. "Yes...I could tell. His signatures and yours are similar yet his aura was darker than yours. His was crimson red to black. Yours is a rare one...pure white." he says honestly. Sighing a bit. "I understand. I also know there is a form of magic called elemental. My friend told me so...." his breathing returns to normal.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "I understand. If I was your older brother and some dude tried to take advantage of my sister...I would be similar to his protectiveness level." he says softly. He looks up. Following her inside. "Most likely." he says so only she would hear. He sits down across from her after pushing her chair in. "Yes. I am having a good time." he says softly. Looking at her. "You know....I don't think Fang likes me. I bet you because of the black magic thing...he can sense what I am. Psionics are ironically somehow threatening to the darker magic users." he says so only she could hear.<br/><br/>He bites his lower lip. And looks at her. "I can ask you other things about you...later on." he says softly. Smiling. "I mean...I am enjoying this so I am hoping we could possibly have a round two. That wasn't part of the herbal remedies and stuff lessons." he says softly. Looking at her. "Did you ever know your parents?" he asks at random.