Celine had lost access to her wolf during her time in the basement, but her gifting had remained. But the wolfsbane had dampened it to a point where she could only just about feel the emotions coming from Fi.
She’s sad, angry and the only intent coming off of her in waves is to get Celine out of here safely. Celine turns to face her, she points to herself, then tries to write her name in the air. Then remembering, the second time, to write it backwards so that the letters are the right way round for Fi. It took a couple of tries before Fi understood what she was trying to do.
“C. E. L. I. N. E. Celine? That’s your name?” Fi asks, and Celine nods, smiling as best she can. “Hah, Celine! I’m Ophelia, or Fi for short. The guy upstairs that you’ve met is Nathaniel, or Nate.” Fi is excited an
