Okimaura: *ralises a blast of phsycic energy that knocks you back a few feet*
Okimaura: Mom-my me scared! me no feel good! tum-myahce! me scared! WAAAH!!!
Para: *panik**if she hurts my child im taking away her Quirk and whatever remains of her sanity and feeding her to Tims dog*
Para: *there is ovious fear in her voice* ssh, its okay, its alright, everythings fine, she wOnT hurt you, shes freindly, i promise