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So stay with me here. There's lots we could do...he offered, smiling to Greta before glancing to their hands. He moved his eyes back to Greta's before nodding some. Maybe....You should see if your friend still wants to go out? He didn't want Greta to leave, but he had to respect her previous engagements.

Do you...by any chance...Have...He didn't want to say 'telepathy' and have her think him something strange, but really, he couldn't find a better way to ask this. Well...Are...You a magic user? Can...You speak to people without speaking to them? He squeezed Greta's hand just slightly, silently pleading that she wasn't going to let it go and make haste back to her clothes, and bit his lip some as he waited her answer.

A bright smile grew over Tristian's lips, and he nodded to Greta. I'm a magic user, and yes...I'd love to help you, and yes! Of course it'll work. If you want, you can practice with me. He started to pull Greta back into the deeper waters so they could float about, but paused and shook his head, deciding where they stood was just fine. Well, I'm not sure how your powers work, but if they're like mine, and they're powers you were born with, then all you have to do is let your mind seek the person you need to speak to, and strengthen the connection. He nodded in agreement to himself and looked to Greta, waiting to see if she needed to tell him anything of how her powers worked or if she knew what he was carrying on about.

At Greta's mentioning of potentially killing him, Tristian's eyes widened. It took him a moment to remind himself that his mother was in the Underground, and as a Healer from the Light Plane could keep him safe from anything that might even possibly happen should Greta put too much into trying to use telepathy. He offered a smile again and moved to face her fully, taking her other hand in his own and giving them both reassuring squeezes. Okay, we'll try this with me first. So...What you need to do, is relax. He nodded to himself and held their hands towards their chests, his crystal eyes deep in her emerald ones. Now, look to me, and with your eyes, tell me something. Let your voice echo in my mind. His eyes glittered a strange little glitter, and his voice rang in her ears though his mouth didn't open again. Because we're close, it'll be really easy. Just think of something you want to say.

Tristian blushed softly as he heard Greta speak to him, and let go of her hands to hug her a moment. He shifted back to stand and retook her hands into his own and nodded. It'll still work, but because she's not here for you to look to, you have to let your mind do more work. It helps if you close your eyes, sometimes, because you can picture who it is you're trying to contact. He offered a smile to her and glanced around, trying to think of a way for her to try to speak to his mind without being able to see him. Here...He let go of her hands again, rather reluctantly, and turned her to put her back to him. He then moved his back to her and smiled to himself. Try again, okay? his voice echoed in her ears.

Just like that. He smiled brightly to himself, and glanced over his shoulder some, Greta's shoulders making him rather breathless and causing him to blush deeply, though he couldn't quite understand why. Now, extend your mind to the friend you're trying to contact. Assure her that you mean no harm, and that she's not crazy...If she's a magic user too, she'll understand. He smiled and turned around, wrapping his arms around Greta's waist from behind and rest his cheek to her shoulder.

Did you get a responce from her? Tristian asked, lifting his head off of Greta's shoulder some to look to her. Because...if you did, then you definitely did it right. he laughed, blushing slightly as he held her body close to his a moment.

Good...Tristian offered, blushing slightly as Greta moved her nails against his skin. Because...I'd be sad if you left right now. He rested his head back to her shoulder, and kissed her skin softly, still faintly blushing as he kept his body against hers.