FantasyRonny watched Voi pace back and forth, chomping on her fingernails. “What does this mean?” she asked.
He stared at the wall. People don’t just develop new abilities out of thin air. There’s something about that damn ship… Maybe she’s right. Saints, maybe Mohmud’s right. The thought alone made him sick.
Voi stopped pacing and decided to join Ronny on the sofa. She was careful to sit at a comfortable distance as if realizing he might need space. “Well, what do we do?”
He didn’t respond.
“You know, I was thinking about when we were at the embassy and how I got upset because it seemed like you wanted me to get a lobotomy.”
Ronny was preoccupied with his thoughts. After all, he knew nothing about telepathy from personal experience. How, exactly, did it work? Could they hear all of e
