[locks, then telepathic broadcast]

[radars]

[ Locked to Erik Lensherr ]

I don't suppose I have a right to ask for this, given how I've treated you since we've both awakened.

But. Do you think we could wipe the slate clean?

[ Locked to Shepard ]

Should we speak?

[ Telepathic broadcast / significantly later ]

ooc ; If you'd like your character to feel this, assume they get slammed by it; if you would rather them not, assume that Charles' mind skipped over theirs somehow and only hit a portion of the population.

[ Early afternoon on Thursday, particularly psychically susceptible people might suddenly feel an agonizing, splitting pain down the center of their skull. Psychic overload, if any of them have experienced it before, drowning in a stream of information too much for one person to handle.

Brief impressions: the ship, no, the other ship, go back for them, four more, woke them up, the first, the first.

The contact cuts off as abruptly as it was made. ]

Comments

[action]

[femshep]

But that's a personal problem. That doesn't mean they don't have a place. A purpose.

[But it's more complicated than she can pull together an answer for on the spot, so:]

I'll let you know as soon as I figure it out.

[And that's that. For now. But it occurs to her that this whole conversation's been a little one-sided, so now she's offering:]

So I've spent the last three conversations grilling you with questions. [Counting the one where he was anonymous.] If you've got any, I probably owe you a few answers.

[action]

[radars]

[ He gives a little shake of his head. ]

No, it's all right. Questions are -- clumsy. Counterintuitive. I'd rather not.

[ Out-loud conversations are often, for him, an exercise in patience. The same information could be conveyed quicker, clearer and better through psychic means.

If he can't have that, he'd rather keep her at arm's length. ]

I'll be going, then.