Blake heard back from his cousin. Violet told Carl in his mind, not expecting him to reply. He wants us to mind-meld so that he can tell us both at once.
Carl did not reply, instead, Violet felt him like a train in her mind. All of her thoughts were tinged with Carl Johnson, as if he were a demon possessing her.
"Woah," Violet said.
"You are mind-melding?" Blake asked, his eyes shining with evil glee. "Hi, Carl!" Blake waved in front of her face as if her eyes were a webcam and Carl was on Skype.
"Technically, no," Violet said. "But we can both hear you. It is strange and unpleasant, so please do this quickly."
Violet could not tell if the words were hers or Carl's.
"So, my cousin's friend, Vucari..." Blake was interrupted.
"Wait, his name is Vucari? Or is he Vucari?" That was Carl
