Saffire felt the sudden stabbing pain etching his thoughts into a million shards of glass. He staggered back and would have dropped the files if Dante hadn't also been holding them. The metal barriers fell instantly, but the woman would be left momentarily confused and her own perceptions would be thrown out of cohesion with what was happening. The backlash would leave her temporarily stunned. Saffire had to sit down as the world spun out around him. Blood trickled down his nose landing with soft splats on the floor. He lowered himself to the rock that sat not more than a foot to his left. Cradling his head in his hand. Blinking the pain out of his eyes. He forced his mind back into focus. Forced the mental walls in place as he took deep steadying breaths. He pressed his hand against his forehead trying to steady himself. Trying to stop the world from spinning. He hated this. It always took him so long to steady himself after such a mind sweep.<br/><br/>It took him a few long moments to regain enough of his senses to bring back up the mental blocks on the woman. To block her from seeing them and hearing them. She would see them discussing the files as though nothing had happened. He didn't have enough left to smooth over the lapse and confusion she would have from the sudden backlash. He looked to Dante his eyes still pure purple and slightly unfocused. Blood still dripped from his nose.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"She knew you, you realize that. She blames you for the death of her son. She's planted some chemical virus that will make taking out the drug lord nigh on impossible for us. It's designed to be a suicide mission in which she can test her new drug. We go in there and we die. That's her plan,"</span>he said in a shaky voice. He had to close his eyes as he kept on struggling to get his own mental shields back up as the flood of thoughts from the guards and workers on her estate flooded him. He rubbed at his forehead, he mumbled to himself.<span style="color: #8080FF">"I fucking hate this shit,"</span>and sighed heavily looking back up at his partner.<span style="color: #8080FF">"Finish up whatever it is you need to do with her, I can't hold the veil over her anymore and I need a moment to myself to regroup. So I"ll just sit here if you don't mind until your done your negotiations."</span><br/><br/>With that he let the veil drop from the woman and sat still his eyes closed so she couldn't see the freaky purple glow of his eyes. Until he could get his psychic powers back under control his eyes would continue to glow a deep vibrant purple. There was no distinction between iris or white of his eyes or pupil. His eyes were pure purple from one end to the other. Vibrant and glowing and abnormally creepy.