"I am noticing this," Helen agreed, drawn from her melancholy by the other redhead's arrival in the room. She almost slapped her forehead at the realization she hadn't actually introduced herself that was brought on by Ghet's greeting.
"Uhm, hello?" She paused, assuming that was what the word that sounded a lot like dagger to her meant. "I'm Helen, and reliably informed that falling through the ceiling is a common way to arrive in the Green Heart."
The human woman smiled, trying to deal with the odd sensations she was getting from the newcomer's direction. It was as if the other woman was almost drawing in her emotion, seemingly unshielded and the polar opposite to the blank space of An'Thaya's mental presence to her own psi-talent. Celtic eyes blinked a few times before putting it down to stress and probable burn-out. She didn't sense any ill-will, or danger, and part of her was too tired to care at this point.
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