A park bench in New York. They're really doing the thing.
"Okay," Daniel says. He can do that. Well. He can do the focus part of it, who knows about the rest. But he's very curious about all this, and the mental powers aspect of this life are undoubtedly the thing he finds most alluring. Parts defensive, never to be fucked with that way again, and parts because he already has a knack for getting into people.
Perverse to have a lesson from this person, considering.
He lets it all go. A slow breath in, and out, as he stares at the building. Considers the shape of it and the people inside. Allows everything else to become unfocused; he slips away from the crush of human minds milling around the city, and glances into the bright spots within the bottle of the apartment complex.
Nothing else. Just the building. And, aha, Armand beside him.
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"Okay," Daniel says. He can do that. Well. He can do the focus part of it, who knows about the rest. But he's very curious about all this, and the mental powers aspect of this life are undoubtedly the thing he finds most alluring. Parts defensive, never to be fucked with that way again, and parts because he already has a knack for getting into people.
Perverse to have a lesson from this person, considering.
He lets it all go. A slow breath in, and out, as he stares at the building. Considers the shape of it and the people inside. Allows everything else to become unfocused; he slips away from the crush of human minds milling around the city, and glances into the bright spots within the bottle of the apartment complex.
Nothing else. Just the building. And, aha, Armand beside him.
Again, quieter, decisive: "Okay."