Shawn's hand goes up to his head again and then he winces, pulling a face when his world keeps spinning. He takes a couple of deep breaths and blinks a few times until his vision clears.
"The spirits told me. I am a psychic." He wriggles his toes in his shoes, feeling a moment of relief that the pinch doesn't seem to have done any permanent damage, like paralyzing him from the waist down.
"It's... what I do. I divine things. I am a diviner."
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Shawn's hand goes up to his head again and then he winces, pulling a face when his world keeps spinning. He takes a couple of deep breaths and blinks a few times until his vision clears.
"The spirits told me. I am a psychic." He wriggles his toes in his shoes, feeling a moment of relief that the pinch doesn't seem to have done any permanent damage, like paralyzing him from the waist down.
"It's... what I do. I divine things. I am a diviner."