"Dude, what is your problem?" says Johnny with exasperation, even though Greta's harried explanation of what he's done pretty well answers that. Why the fuck did he think it was a good idea to absorb the emotions of a fucking baby, or two of them apparently. God, this is so fucking sick.

"What the hell is a sadi?" he snaps just as the syllables connects in his head. "Wait, are you - is he talking about Iman?" He looks at Greta in confusion even as he continues to bodily shove Rashad through the door. He sure stepped into the middle of some kind of shit.