More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Blood is blood, you know? There’s too much shared history and too many cross-connecting bonds to ever totally extract yourself from that half-smothering, half-supporting, muddled net called family.
Ugh. Yes.
He seized me by the wrist. “Shadi, look at me.” “No, Ioan. That doesn’t work on me, remember?” I tugged my hand free and kept going, trying to ignore the echo in my head…Shadi…Shadi.
(Going back to review after realizing that Ioan psychically manipulates people): here is an example of Ioan trying to psychically manipulate Grace.
“You can have him if you want, you know. That’s the only thing keeping you away. You can have Ioan,” she cried out, right in front of the children and all. I was thunderstruck. Then, when she finally burst into tears, I knew.
Another instance of Ioan psychically manipulating Maria.
Rafi stayed, eyes wide with something like fear as he stared at his father. I knew how he felt as I too stared at Ioan. “That was you. I know that was you.” I got up and backed away from him. “I didn’t mean for her to get that intense. She always was a little too susceptible,” Ioan replied with a sad, sweet smile.
Rafi knows about his asshole dad.
looked at the comm on my wrist. Fourteen missed calls—when the hell did that happen? And was it really Sunday already? “Fergus, Dllenahkh, I’m sorry! My comm must have malfunctioned, and then I forgot. I don’t know what to say.” Ioan came to my rescue. “I’m sorry. The reception out here is so variable. And we’ve been completely monopolizing her—it’s no wonder she forgot.”
Has Ioan also been blocking Grace’s internet connection?
“I wouldn’t want to keep the Councillor waiting,” hinted Ioan helpfully. Dllenahkh, who had been silent for all of this, quietly put back his hood and stared at Ioan. “No. I don’t think so.” Ioan literally faltered, taking a step back.
Ioan again, trying to manipulate people. Dllenahkh is having none of it.
Ioan knows he can’t get to me. I just wish I could do something for Maria. It’s not right, the way he treats her.” “Then you should report him,” Dllenahkh said, his tone adamant. “I understand that there are procedures for dealing with Cygnians who have strong psi abilities and use them inappropriately.”
Ioan manipulates his wife psychically! What an asshole!
There’s also the question of her psi profile.” He frowned in earnest. “I have seen it. It does not match her demonstrated abilities.”
Grace has some sort of psi abilities.
think I felt a mingling of mild pleasure, pain, and frenzy at that point. That was the first specific bit of information he’d given me about Sadiri neurology, and I was hoping he’d say more. He didn’t.
Lol! Anticipation… no release!
I did have a level of empathy to detect the emotions that they did not express, though I interpreted it as a physical expression. I once had a raging argument with Lian over the simple premise “Joral smiles at you all the time.” Lian swore I was crazy; I swore Lian was oversensitive about being the object of a Sadiri crush. Now I understand that Lian honestly couldn’t see that faint hint of a smile that I’d persuaded myself was there to account for my certainty that Joral derived pleasure from Lian’s company.
Fucking cool… this is growing my own sensitivity to my own body/emotions!
