[ Psyche is taking a moment longer to recover from her own glimpse into Haleg Lyn. That terrible emptiness, the loneliness that stretches out with no end. A child's nameless fear at being touched by a stranger like that. The power lashing out...
She gives a shuddering sigh and leans against Waltaquin, wrapping her arms around her for a moment. Does touch make it worse right now? It's still Psyche's first reflex after seeing memories like that of her own. ]
Waltaquin... [ Where does she even begin with that? ] ...Even now, you're a little like her. She'd be calm after seeing something like this too.
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She gives a shuddering sigh and leans against Waltaquin, wrapping her arms around her for a moment. Does touch make it worse right now? It's still Psyche's first reflex after seeing memories like that of her own. ]
Waltaquin... [ Where does she even begin with that? ] ...Even now, you're a little like her. She'd be calm after seeing something like this too.