It startles Ione, who spins around to look, then glances really quickly at Sasha as if she's trying to confirm the origin; but psionic abilities are a form of medical information, and she doesn't want anyone else to think she's surmised any sort of correlation.

Everything told to her is in confidence unless otherwise specified. Which does not mean she isn't super curious what incited that reaction. She might have to ask later, how awkward.

The silver pseudo-dragon shrieks happily at the smashing noise and tries to imitate it. Ione covers her face with her hand very briefly and holds back a sigh.