[Yuri cringes when Hermione grabs her, breath held like she's expecting something bad to happen.

Nothing does, so she lets out a breath.] Sorry. I didn't know it would get so...flashy.

[Maybe she should have, though. Spirits here are somehow capable of doing so much more than the ones where she's from. After a moment to catch her breath, she continues:] He was angry. And sad. He was killed--a robbery. He was upset.

[Yuri pauses, getting her bearings again to make sure she's making...well, at least a little sense.] I took it from him, the pain, and the anger. So he's free now.