“Yes,” he replied at once. Gently, he took the mug from my hands so he could clasp them between his own. Those long fingers of his were very strong, and I knew I probably wouldn’t be able to pull away — even if I’d been crazy enough to provoke him so openly. “I made an amulet filled with certain powerful herbs, and I wore it under my shirt when I met you on the Railrunner. If you truly had been a nunca, those herbs wouldn’t have had any effect on you. But because your powers were only dormant, it brought them to life. That was why you began to feel the effects almost immediately, why you were able to talk to ghosts, why you could suddenly teleport. That was all because of me.”
His grip on my hands tightened as he said that last sentence, and the intensity of his gaze only increased. Again
