Damiana was not strong when it came to Sense but even it could not fail to notice the waves of darkness and rage coming from the cargobay.  Its eyes narrowed sensing the black tendrils of disgust and anger.  It was potent, too potent in its mind to come from a student.  It moved quickly like some serpent towards the cargo bay intent on investigating.  It came out of one of the side passages onto a catwalk.  Looking down she watched what was happening through half open eyes, almost drunk off the sheer hatered boiling off of the two.