“Yeah? Yeah!” She nodded finally. “He… My potential mate’s eyes changed right before we left Tremanta. We expect his marks to appear when I get back, but I’d already agreed to this trip, so…” Meg swayed a little on her feet as she scrambled to think up the lie. She described a broody, dark-haired man to the rapt group around her, embellishing little details about his imaginary appearance here and there.
Ayyye.giving psychic.third eye
