[Quite possibly against her better judgement... the charge of magic gradually tapers in Jade's hands. The flickers of shock and the freezing mist crackles until there's no sign of the offending magic that would have been hurled Kainé's way, if she (and the apparent voice in her head) made good on those threats.

[The more the other woman speaks, the safer it feels to lower her hackles. Jade still feels pumped of adrenaline, that rush to fight and kill... but it soon wanes into nothing more than a whisper.]

I... see.

[A brow arches, as Jade folds her arms.]

Were I a more experienced Phasmalist, I'd offer to, I don't know... try and expel that piece of work from your body. But I can't promise that it wouldn't just do more harm than good, so...

[Shrug. Even with her powers as an Emissary, there are still limits to what she's capable of. There were no memories from the past that she could recall that'd be helpful in that regard, either.]

Never heard of "Shades", though. At least none of the kind that can simply take over someone's body like that. [Except maybe for one, but Jade swore to secrecy when it came to Calia's... condition. Surely it's not the same case for Kainé, right?]