(May) Sending a mental warning before coming out of her hiding spot, May looked at her friend with concern. "Zet?" She said, "You fell off the radar for quite a bit... What happened?"
Sitting on her floor, the willowy psyker was attempting to meditate for the umpteenth time. Let out an exasperated sigh she opened her eyes and was beginning to stand up when the mental blip reached her.
“M.. May? No wait Elyas stop!”, she says rushing to put herself between the Eldar as she emerged from her hiding spot and the Space Marine.
“You should have your freinds use the front door, and call before they arrive.”, he says as his hand stopped inches from the psyker.
Breathing out as Elyas hand lowers his hand and steps back, the psyker slumps a little. Turning slowly, May can see something seem odd with how her robe is resting along her back.
“A lot, a lot has happened.”, she says giving the other a weak smile as she hugged the ranger.