Morton also looked a bit confused. Warren had been very quiet during their mental conversation, it was true, but not enough to make Morton reevaluate his belief that Warren was used to such conversations.
But while he could hear Warren's question, it didn't sound like proper psychic communication. It was fuzzy and quiet; clearer than kindred thoughts before one made the proper mental adjustment to hear them, but not perfect.
Perhaps it was because he was from another world? It was something he'd have to ask Karla about, later.
*Steps,* he agreed heavily. *Broken witches are harmless. Obedient. Complacent. They don't question, they don't argue, they don't fight. And they certainly can't rule. Their Craft is taken from them, stripped away, leaving them hollow inside. He's already tried once. I was very nearly too late.*
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Date: 2010-07-13 08:34 pm (UTC)But while he could hear Warren's question, it didn't sound like proper psychic communication. It was fuzzy and quiet; clearer than kindred thoughts before one made the proper mental adjustment to hear them, but not perfect.
Perhaps it was because he was from another world? It was something he'd have to ask Karla about, later.
*Steps,* he agreed heavily. *Broken witches are harmless. Obedient. Complacent. They don't question, they don't argue, they don't fight. And they certainly can't rule. Their Craft is taken from them, stripped away, leaving them hollow inside. He's already tried once. I was very nearly too late.*