Psi-port had been staking out on the roofs near by as a counter measure to ensure nothing big happened when the mall opened, sure it was a small scale gig but so far he was a small scale hero. He stopped as he heard two people speaking a light bit in front of him and he teleported close by, on a chimney right above the two, in between them. One being quite young but something being wrong about him, the other old, maybe ageless, his cover a rich violet. He appeared to be confronting the younger one. The younger one spoke and a bullet rang out from the gun's chamber he had been holding. Psi's left hand shot out as violet energy encased it and laced around the bullet, stopping its flight as he fell downwards and landed upon the balls of his feet. "I don't know what you two are up too but I'm going to have to ask you to leave, or be arrested. Drop the gun slowly." He spoke mostly to the young boy but not forgetting the older one.