“It’s the only possible plan, Katsa. You have the power to do whatever you want.” She sat up and turned to him. “You keep saying that, but it’s not true,” she said. “I don’t have the power to stop you from sensing my thoughts.” He raised his eyebrows. “You could kill me.” “I couldn’t,” she said, “for you would know I meant to kill you, and you’d escape me. You’d stay far away from me, always.” “Ah, but I wouldn’t.” “You would,” she said, “if I wished to kill you.” “I wouldn’t.”
