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Xeon smiled and hugged the girl back. "Well I was here to deliver a note to Phillis, but that was some time ago. Now I was sent to aid him if he needs or wants it. I was on my way back when I recieved word that there is now a treaty." he told the girl.
Xeon frowned and placed his hand on her shoulder. "You can keep their memory alive. And maybe if you become strong enough, you could speak to him again." he gave a light smile, "I hear you are a bit of a psychic."
Cecilia sat down on the tree stump again. "Well, I can do lots of cool things! I can hear messages in my mind from other people and I can send messages back!It's lots of fun!"
Xeon understood the girls pain and tried to comfort her. "I am sure that he wouldn't want to see you like this. He would want you to be happy for the time you had with him, not sad about the time you didn't."
Dadramora sat back and let the two chat back and forth. It got Dadramora thinking how powerful of a psychic she actually was, and decided to test it. He reached his mind out to hers, barely breezing it, just letting her know he was there, and waited.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?