Chapter Eight
In between all the tests over the next three days, Conleth taught me how to hold a telepathic conversation by sending my thoughts to his mind. It wasn’t too different from what Mosuti had shown me. Instead of only thinking the thought in the forefront of my mind, I needed to seek out the other person’s mind and push the thought to them.
It was a balancing act between speaking telepathically and keeping my mental shield in place the whole time, but I was getting the hang of it.
Thinking of Mosuti and the other friends I’d lost was difficult, but I had to push through it. I had to try to force those emotions into a box and pack them away.
As we were finishing up our lesson for the day, a guy who looked too young to be working here knocked and entered with a message that Dr
