Iman continues her advance, picking up speed until she's close enough to reach out and seize a handful of his shirt and yank him out from behind the tree.

"You're panicked," she notes with cold, distant satisfaction. "Did you take from someone here? Better not have been anyone I know, Durant, cause you know how I feel about that. Remember that time you showed up at Greta's place looking for me and took from infants?" She grimaces at the thought. "Yeah, I heard all about that."

She shoves him back against the tree, leaning in. The height difference could almost makes this comical but she's too angry for that. "You stay away from Greta, and stay away from Rush. You got that?"