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Did Tirizan really know so little about his kind? Somehow that actually surprised Moridryn, but then again, perhaps he shouldn't have been. If the ways of his people had been known, chances were they would have either been treated better or treated worse depending on the Tirizan they ended up with and surely less of his species would have died. Still, the fact that she didn't know how even the simplest bond worked with an Aavan truly did make him look at her twice and Mori tilted his head, thoughtful before he answered.
"I can connect my mind with any living thing on this world that I choose to, be they a monolith or the smallest Venari." A squirrel-like creature that swam in the dark blue seas and liked to hang in the trees above the lagoons. "I have been able to do so since I was an Aavanis and mind-spoke with my siblings and parents. My species, we speak with our minds far more often than we do with our tongues. It is easier that way."
The Aavan stood then and his body shrank down again, back to his smaller form. His skin was far paler now and everything about his appearance was sick. Mori wrapped a hand around his stomach without really think about how it would look - vulnerable - and he met amber eyes again with his violet, chains clinking as he moved. The black one against his neck stood out starkly. "I am not vulnerable when I open my mind. It is only when I let someone in that I can be harmed. I can search and reach out without letting another consciousness into my own." He didn't understand why he was telling her this at all and the Aavan shivered, sinking down to the ground as his body told him it was extremely unhappy right now. He put his arms around his legs and put his chin on his knees, looking exhausted.
He didn't know why he was trying to help this female. The chances of him finding his bond-mate were slim at best and then what? Was she going to let him go? Keep him hidden away for her amusement? Exploit him? Experiment on him? He had no way of knowing and didn't want to ask. But he was accepting her help. It was odd. The male sighed again, looking up through his black hair. "It's not an Aavan. We can sense each other even when we can not see each other. None of them are drawn to me and I am not drawn to them. Unless you have some other poor exotic pet in this house, then logically, it's a Tirizan we are searching for."
And the thought made him far more scared than he wanted to be.
"I can connect my mind with any living thing on this world that I choose to, be they a monolith or the smallest Venari." A squirrel-like creature that swam in the dark blue seas and liked to hang in the trees above the lagoons. "I have been able to do so since I was an Aavanis and mind-spoke with my siblings and parents. My species, we speak with our minds far more often than we do with our tongues. It is easier that way."
The Aavan stood then and his body shrank down again, back to his smaller form. His skin was far paler now and everything about his appearance was sick. Mori wrapped a hand around his stomach without really think about how it would look - vulnerable - and he met amber eyes again with his violet, chains clinking as he moved. The black one against his neck stood out starkly. "I am not vulnerable when I open my mind. It is only when I let someone in that I can be harmed. I can search and reach out without letting another consciousness into my own." He didn't understand why he was telling her this at all and the Aavan shivered, sinking down to the ground as his body told him it was extremely unhappy right now. He put his arms around his legs and put his chin on his knees, looking exhausted.
He didn't know why he was trying to help this female. The chances of him finding his bond-mate were slim at best and then what? Was she going to let him go? Keep him hidden away for her amusement? Exploit him? Experiment on him? He had no way of knowing and didn't want to ask. But he was accepting her help. It was odd. The male sighed again, looking up through his black hair. "It's not an Aavan. We can sense each other even when we can not see each other. None of them are drawn to me and I am not drawn to them. Unless you have some other poor exotic pet in this house, then logically, it's a Tirizan we are searching for."
And the thought made him far more scared than he wanted to be.