Means of Empath Protection

Everything about this internship was deceptively vacation-like.
Except she had to prove she is an agent worth her salt.
"I hate crowds!" she murmured entering the crowded bazaar.
Shamila headed towards a stall.
Joy. Excitement. Maddie picked out the emotions of the seller.
Displeasure she identified as her companion tried to bargain.
The Indian turned away, inclining her head.
Lust Maddie felt, focusing on the couple she indicated. Maybe fondness too. she amended.
Before they could switch to another target, she felt something behind her back...
"Get down!"
Shamila tore her to the ground, a sabre swishing above their heads.