Milan sighed. “Raphael, that’s not how the bond works. It can’t manipu—” “No, that’s not what I mean. It’s just…it feels so different from the one I had with Jack. Even in the beginning. I didn’t realise then, but now, with you, it’s open. I can feel you. When you’re happy, when you’re worried—little impressions, like you don’t mind me knowing.”
