Dove sighs, having calmly made her way into the crowd. She's irritated, and it's obvious, though whether it's her own take on the intruders or a reflection of the entire group's surge of I'll feeling is up to anyone. "It does seem that way," she responds offhandedly, frowning at the bad energy before lifting herself into the air with late white wings and perching stop the roof of the home that they're trying to protect.

She'll just watch with a disapproving look for now, irritated by the entire situation.