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is dominant and I know
it is as present within you as it is in me, even if you can't
see."
    "Thank you." I murmured,
filled with gratitude for her being willing to soothe an ache of
mine.
    "It's part of us. When we
don't understand, we will ask questions until we do." She said. "We
can be patient, but we expect an answer at one point or another.
But, like in every situation, patience does run out."
    "And mine-"
    She cut me off by placing
her gloved hand on my shoulder. "Ran out long ago." She finished
for me, nodding in understanding. "I can feel your
frustration."
    "You read people well." I
mumbled.
    "You could too; you just
have to allow yourself. You don't need foresight to tap into the
Seer side that allows you to pick up on how people around you feel
and guess accurately what they are thinking." She squeezed my
shoulder tightly then. "Don't shy away." Her voice was firm all of
a sudden, instructing me not to back away from what she was
allowing me to sense off of her. Tapping into her wasn't as hard as
I thought it would be once I'd received her permission. Although I
was probably untrained in this skill I could apparently use, it's
not like I'd never tried to read people and obtain an accurate
guess. I always wrote it off as being particularly good at reading
body language, and maybe that was part of it.
    Focusing on Vervaine, my
brows knitted together as I concentrated on her hand, my eyes
closing when I pictured her in my mind. I felt heavier all of a
sudden, as though I was carrying something with a lot of weight. My
perception of the world surrounding me shifted, it moved slower
than I normally would look at things. But all of those sensations
were nearly lost when an overwhelming amount of loneliness washed
over me, nearly powerful enough to knock me right off my
feet.
    My mouth parted, a choke
escaping my throat as I couldn't stop myself from tugging Vervaine
closer, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close. She
stiffened; her entire demeanor cautious and afraid as I guided her
head to my shoulder to make sure my cheek wouldn't connect with
hers.
    "What are you doing?" She
whispered shakily.
    "I'm hugging you." I rubbed
my hand between her shoulder blades, still severely upset with how
much loneliness I'd tapped out of her. I breathed out when I felt
her arms come around my waist, her movements shy as she returned
the hug.
    "Everyone is always so
careful."
    "Because you have people
believe they should be." I explained. "They are afraid that coming
near will harm you. But it doesn't, does it? Only if skin touches
does a vision trigger. They don't need to be as careful as they
are."
    She let out a short
chuckle, her hands fisting into the shirt on my back. "But if I
allowed it, then it would be like a constant tease of what I can
never have. Removing myself completely makes it easier for me to
pretend that my life is normal." She pulled away slowly, giving me
a pained smile. "Do you remember your first encounter with
Datura?"
    Although I did a double
take at the sudden subject change, I didn't guide her back to her
issues and curiously followed her as she started walking
again.
    "He asked me if I was an
intruder or a guest."
    "And?" I frowned at her
question, trying to remember that moment exactly to understand what
it is she wanted me to find.
    "Who am I?" Datura asked.
"And I had hoped-"
    My eyebrows shot up in
shock. "He was surprised that I didn't know him." Picking up the
pace, I finally caught up with her and then halted us both in our
steps so she could give me her full attention. "When I saw his
picture, he looked familiar, but I decided to just write that off.
Was I wrong? Have I met him before?" I pressed.
    "How did you ever manage to
deny the truth of your feelings for him, when every time he is the
subject of conversation, you become so very passionate?"
    I waved that away
flippantly. "Yes, we've established I don't know how to prioritize
my wants and thoughts. Now go back to answering