[ Right, telekinesis... it makes sense that if the man can move things with his mind, he should be able to bring things towards him, too. It doesn't keep Kurapika from watching the item whizz by with a careful eye, tracking its movement closely. The Force feels strangely different from the nen he's used to, which he can sense all around him, in all living things. Other passengers on the train have similarly peculiar abilities - use concentrations of energy that feel distinctly foreign from the world of aura and nen, are powerful in ways he can't quantify by his usual standards. Whatever Obi-Wan's ability, it's something to be reckoned with. ]

The illness. The townspeople don't know where it comes from, but I would think the animals could be the culprit. Considering their contact with the town... if they are infectious, then every time they attack, there will be exposure.

[ A sickness from birds or swine - that isn't likely, per se, but it's plausible enough for him to consider it a possibility. With his chain returned to its rightful place, he leans his back against the brick of the alleyway, peering out of the alley to see if there's anyone else in immediate danger. Then, he turns back to his companion, his brow lightly furrowed. ]

I wasn't certain if you were planning to deal with it from afar. Or... [ His eyes drift to the Thing in his hand. It looks like a weird canteen to his uncultured eyes. ] With that.