Benji's demeanour flickers, from cool apology and control to something a little less secure. It's always a bit difficult to hide what she's thinking, even in the waking world; here, even more so. "Back home," she says, after a moment, on the topic of whether she gets to talk about it. "Not all of us had gifts, but it was understood that most did. My mother did what I can do. I haven't had problems with it for years."
These are disjointed thoughts, they could almost be assembled in bullet points. "If you have questions, I can answer them. I don't think I need to lie here."
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These are disjointed thoughts, they could almost be assembled in bullet points. "If you have questions, I can answer them. I don't think I need to lie here."