Mindtouch (The Dreamhealers, #1)

by M.C.A. Hogarth

And Nieve… well, her cells keep apoptosing and no one knows why. No one’s seen anything quite like it.”

apoptosing???

“That’s an Eldritch, Mera,” Luci said, setting out the food. “Don’t touch him, he’s a contact esper.” “Ah!” Mera said. “Much sorry I am if I breathed too much on you.”

“It is not wise to mistake great effort for productive effort,” Jahir said somberly.

“There, now you’ve got it in the right order. Karaka’A, Asanii, Harat-Shar on one side… that’s Team Cat… and Seersa, Tam-illee, Hinichi on the other.” “Team Dog,” Jahir said.

At some point, Jahir had become more than a roommate. A friend. Strange and wondrous thought.

“Well. I have drunk enough to float a starbase. I’d better waddle home before my kidneys regain consciousness and start punching my spine.”

“Stop being so… so…” He threw up his hands. “Smug!” “I’m not being smug,” she said. “I’m indulging your hysterics, because I’m a good sister and I love you.

“So that’s him? No wonder you want to keep him. He’s adorable!”

“I know the path is likely to be arduous,” Jahir said, warming his hands on his coffee mug. “But I intend to walk it.” “You intend to hike it, and then collapse on it, and then crawl to the summit, is what you actually mean,”