It's a good thing you're being Hinnom, because you can't quite hide the way your face falls when ze brings up ghosts.
"Okay," you say uneasily. There's no legal precedent for ghosts in any of your books, and privately, you've always suspected they were some kind of an elaborate lowblood joke. The very fact only yellows and below can see them is suspicious: psychic abilities are hardly unknown among higherbloods, so why would this specific one be limited?
But if Hinnom wants to make a joke at your expense, well.. it's not like ze'd be the first. You pat zir shoulder, and then, releasing it, carefully take a step back, away from the ladder and the grate. You've never actually seen someone use psionics before, but the gamegrubs always make it seem like a hectic affair.
"Do I need to move back farther?" you ask, bracing a hand on the wall. You resolutely do not think about how damp it is under your skin. "Or, ah.. is this distance sufficient?"
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"Okay," you say uneasily. There's no legal precedent for ghosts in any of your books, and privately, you've always suspected they were some kind of an elaborate lowblood joke. The very fact only yellows and below can see them is suspicious: psychic abilities are hardly unknown among higherbloods, so why would this specific one be limited?
But if Hinnom wants to make a joke at your expense, well.. it's not like ze'd be the first. You pat zir shoulder, and then, releasing it, carefully take a step back, away from the ladder and the grate. You've never actually seen someone use psionics before, but the gamegrubs always make it seem like a hectic affair.
"Do I need to move back farther?" you ask, bracing a hand on the wall. You resolutely do not think about how damp it is under your skin. "Or, ah.. is this distance sufficient?"