
“Uh, what I said?” Sirena asked, tilting her head at the girl. She waved to Destiny. “Hey, Mirah’s still a prisoner right? I really don’t want to deal with Ben again.” She turned to the guy. “You alright Sir? Wow... people are so weird.” She mumbled the last part to herself, as if she was completely normal.

She sounds awesome Kennedy!!!

Sirena surfaced, looking at them quietly for a moment. “Great.” She pouted. “That means I can’t torture any of you!”

((Oh, got it! Can you delete it?))

“See?; You’re a natural.” Rhyme said, leaning back.

“That’s amazing.” Rhyme said, forcing herself not to yell it.

(No problem! 😁 Just making sure)

(I meant did you mean Rhyme’s fingers?)

Rhyme tilted her head, looking at their face.

Rhyme grinned widely but stayed completely silent, not wanting to mess up their concentration.

"Okay; now just focus on those two things. Let the other thoughts come in and leave. Don't attach to any of them." She instructed.

Rhyme nodded. "That's cool. And what color?"

"What does your power feel like?" She asked quietly.

"How about your hands?" Rhyme asked, adjusting how she was sitting.