Rest, I command, testing our mind-link. At some point last night, I started getting bits and pieces back—words, feelings, phrases she was sending me unintentionally. We rest today, I add. I tamp down the emotion at being able to speak into her mind, because I know it means she’s fully accepted this bond.
He was able to speak into her mind from the moment he met her! She also spoke back to him. 🙄🙄
