Neymi felt silent after Ianthe spoke up, chastised despite the woman's casual tone. It was true after all, she was being unreasonably paranoid but it always felt needed regardless. The few times things did go wrong justified her paranoia didn't it? The hybrid wasn't afforded the peace of mind to consider it, and Darion's strong fantasies dug into her skull despite the defenses she tried to build up to prevent the thoughts of others sparking into her brain. Did that man ever think of anything else? Ugh, this was tearing at her already eroded patience. Her mind felt pretty strained currently.<br/><br/>And that was before the shouting started too, as things quickly escalated in the conflict that had been brewing a while but no one had thought of letting steam off before. Kicked off by Anisa's decision to pass on the job because of Neymi's own stupid paranoia and mistrust, Toi and Darion were suddenly shouting. Their little stand-off assaulted Neymi's every sense, from her comm-link to her psionic powers. It felt like their spat might tear a hole through the wall or blow the engine, even with Ianthe's admirable attempt to cool things down.<br/><br/>It blew Neymi's patience and tolerance first. Overwhelmed, she cried and lashed out at the sources of her distress. Trying to silence the shouting the only way she knew how, with pain. The human-goz hybrid didn't stay after her mental wail of agony, already stumbling through the corridor while clutching her head, trying to banish the alien thoughts, fantasies and shouting that haunted it right now. Her drones followed in tow, as did that cloud of her emotions that intruded on the minds of others just as much as their thoughts intruded on hers, leaving the air just a bit a clearer than before.<br/><br/><b>[Mass Mind-Assault II (D20) + 12 psionic skills = 18+12 = 30]</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>