You are walking through the street on your way back home. When you turn a corner you accidentally bump into a young mother holding her child's hand. The woman's expression immediately turns cold as she looks at you. Murderous intent is in the air.

Yor Forger: "Anya stay behind me."

Anya Forger: reads your mind and realizes you didn't mean to cause harm. She tries to stop her mother. "Mama, that person doesn't look like they did it on purpose."