I put Davincent down and burst out laughing. My laugh tinkled like high-pitched bells. I knew this because Davincent just thought it. I looked at him curiously, “Does it really?’
“What?” he asked, out loud, needlessly.
“My laugh, does it tinkle like high pitched bells?” I clarified.
“Oh,” he blushed, “Yes.”
I already knew the answer before he spoke it.
I pricked my ears, “Melisizwe is coming, shall we depart?”
This time he used his mind to reply.
Ok, but do you mind if you don’t carry me like a baby?
I chuckled and nodded. We set off down the winding passages. I tuned out most of the thoughts drifting through walls, it was awkward to always be invading everyone’s privacy. The emotions were a little overbearing, but I’d learned to deal with that too.
With all the strengths I’d been given, there had been weaknesses to overcome as well.
Sensitivity and control of emotions was helpful, but it could also been a pain in the—
A small thought ran across my mental radar, distracting me.
Must. Kill.