[Zinda lets out a low chuckle, her smile staying in place, though it's slightly sadder than usual. She's worried-- these symptoms aren't unfamiliar to her, but normally, she'd see them in a war vet, or a cape that's been through one too many bad fights. Not in a delicate, pretty young lady.]

It happens. Don't worry. [She perches down by Mielle's feet.]

Got a teammate with blonde hair who also wears black, and a bird name. Tabloids always mixin us up.