The Seer was her own issue, much like the young witches, she did not have the control necessary for her powers; children with no direction but from other children. Kennet would give it to her that she could see something was wrong with him, but her continuing distrust as if he would continue to be possessed by the outside force would only be because humans tried too hard. But that was all a separate issues; neither related to the happenings at the stop nor the change off topic Elia insisted on.
Stopping mid hand to door, Kennet looked back over his shoulder. His expression unreadable, he crossed his arms as he turned to face her. "You are not my equal, Elia. You are not of my kind." He started simply.
"They were quite literally my equal as we had been created at the same time." A short pause took the room to silence. "I cannot trust anyone to that level, it left with them. And that kind of affection followed."