"Eat?" echoes Iman, for the moment ignoring Durant's outburst and the subsequent mess that is Rush. She crouches down, aiming to catch Durant's eye. "You eat people's emotions?"

That sure seems to be the logical extension here. It is not, however, a practice she's ever run across, and she can't imagine Rush has either. Durant seems even to take steps to cover it, though he's done a real shit job of it these last couple times.

"And what happens if you take too much?" she says coldly. "Something like before? When you left him unconscious? Something worse?"

Rush's obvious distress is only fueling her anger. She reaches forward and seizes Durant's collar. "Tell me exactly how this works, fuckstick."