[ The young girl at the table draws his attention. A simple game that almost makes this town seem less sinister. He uses that term to himself mostly because what else could it be if not that. Why should their hosts not make themselves known?
He tries to focus on that because thinking of what is waiting for him back home is decidedly less appealing a thought. A world on the brink of war. It was hard to see past that. He did hope that they managed to make it through. He hoped, one day, he might open a school for people like himself and the others. Somewhere they could explore their powers safely. Be accepted for who they are.
His thoughts quickly spiral away from that course. Mostly because he sees a person hardly watching where they are going that is about to run into the table where the little girl is stacking her tower of cards. Too far to stop her in time by getting up, he touches two fingers to his temple and focuses.
It's more difficult for him to access his power here. Slippery in a way that reminds him of much older times he'd rather not revisit. Still, he can utilize enough to nudge the person in another direction mentally. Just enough that he narrowly bypasses the table. After, he drops his hand back down to rest on the table as if nothing happened. ]
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He tries to focus on that because thinking of what is waiting for him back home is decidedly less appealing a thought. A world on the brink of war. It was hard to see past that. He did hope that they managed to make it through. He hoped, one day, he might open a school for people like himself and the others. Somewhere they could explore their powers safely. Be accepted for who they are.
His thoughts quickly spiral away from that course. Mostly because he sees a person hardly watching where they are going that is about to run into the table where the little girl is stacking her tower of cards. Too far to stop her in time by getting up, he touches two fingers to his temple and focuses.
It's more difficult for him to access his power here. Slippery in a way that reminds him of much older times he'd rather not revisit. Still, he can utilize enough to nudge the person in another direction mentally. Just enough that he narrowly bypasses the table. After, he drops his hand back down to rest on the table as if nothing happened. ]
That was rather close, wasn't it?