The Halls of Darkness

"We can identify her thoughts and you know.. tune in."

Dima frowned. All of my thoughts?

"She's asking if you'll be able to hear all of her thoughts."

"Only the loud ones."

Zeda turned to Dima. "It's your call."

Dima hummed. I know how to keep them out if I need to. I'll let them in.

"She says she'll let you in."

"Cool. Give it a min."

Greetings telepaths

Lissa didn’t like that.

Spoiler

is the voice speaking to dima AND lissa?

Dima took extra care to map out the walls of what these people were allowed to see. Hello.

Dima gathered her presence back to herself, boosting her inner voice. Hello.

Zeda didn't flinch. He was used to having a constant voice knocking against his skull. "You're in everyone's head right now."

“Wait,” Lissa said. “I never said you could get in my head.”

She didn’t want to let on that she had telepathic abilities too.

"How exactly did you expect us to identify the right person without doing that first? All you have to do is not respond."

Hello. Lovely to meet you properly at last.

Dima closed her eyes, following the person's voice to try and find where they were. Out-of-body experiences were nothing for Dima. Let me find you. Please.

Dima imagined herself chasing after the voice. Why not? I can help.

Now left out of the internal mind conversation, Lissa found herself turning to look at Zeda. Quietly, she briefly met his eyes but said nothing.