Aemi had taken refuge in a corner for the duration of the spell. She liked magic; it wasn't that. But why should Jack get his little sister back and not her? She knew she shouldn't be jealous, but it really stung. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even realize her brother was standing next to her, until he yelled in her ear QUIT BEING JEALOUS, AEMI! And then she realized that he hadn't even opened his mouth... He had yelled at her in her head.
Wait, what? How're you in my head, Al?!
What? Aemi, what are you talking about?
Al, we're talking in my head. This is giving me the creeps. And can you actually see what I'm thinking?!
Is that why it seems like I'm watching a movie but I can't look away?
I dunno! You're the one who got in my head first, you tell me! Actually, get out, and then verbally tell me. I have a headache.
Sorry, Aemi, but I can't. I don't know how.
Agh. As long as no one else gets in here, I'll learn how to manage. Could you do this with Lia, or just with me?
At the very end I managed it once. As soon as she noticed me there she tried to shut me out, and when that failed she begged me to kill her, and when that failed she let me see what they'd been doing to her.... I never would have guessed how strong she was. When we were little, that time that I hugged her and crushed her ribcage? And when she tripped and fell and broke her arm in three places? She was so frail. But she.. she hung on for three weeks. She was going insane from pain but she didn't give in. And she was still seeing the future, and you know how unstable that always made her. She told me that I'd see you again soon, and to tell you goodbye... She knew it was the last time I'd see her alive. She said something about going to find her mother... And then... Then she died... I felt her mind shut down, and just... just... She wasn't there. She was one second, and the next she wasn't. Even with their mental conversation going she could feel the fight go out of him, and so it hardly surprised her when tears started falling on her neck. Aemi put her arm around Al and leaned against him, absently humming a song that they had sung when they were little.
Not that song, Aemi. Please not that song. It just doesnβt sound right without Lia singing her harmony way up in the rafters, and I donβt think I can deal with thinking about it right now. Aemi stopped humming quickly.
Sorry, I just don't know any that Lia didn't sing with me.
So don't sing.