- no. But it feels like he has. A sharp prod that hits her shields with a bit more force than strictly necessary.
(His control is exquisitely precise, but he clearly hasn't used mind arts much - he has no idea how much - or how little, in this case - will is needed to be noticed even by an untrained practitioner.)
Even so, once contact is made, the prod starts to - spread out, lose cohesion, as Aisilian paints her shields with his identity, mind, self, offering it up to her and then releasing it to her control.
(Well. Mostly. There's only so much he can make himself trust someone he's just met.)
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- no. But it feels like he has. A sharp prod that hits her shields with a bit more force than strictly necessary.
(His control is exquisitely precise, but he clearly hasn't used mind arts much - he has no idea how much - or how little, in this case - will is needed to be noticed even by an untrained practitioner.)
Even so, once contact is made, the prod starts to - spread out, lose cohesion, as Aisilian paints her shields with his identity, mind, self, offering it up to her and then releasing it to her control.
(Well. Mostly. There's only so much he can make himself trust someone he's just met.)