Ahh, is that why we end up rutting in clubs so often?
[Far better to say that than something soppy like you were worth it. It's true, but also, let's not go nuts.]
My god, that's true, isn't it? I forget that sometimes, the two of you sharing that bond. Harlan and I have only just learned how to navigate that, and it's an imprecise science to say the least. Half the time we can't help thoughts spilling over anyway. You can well imagine the headache of adding Jesse into the mix; sometimes I swear I think things and it's one of them instead. And I thought it was bad when I was the fledgling . . .
Anyway: I cannot imagine my mother hearing unintentional details about what I fantasize about or what have you. Or, perish the thought, the other way around (though frankly I don't think she did fantasize about things).
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[Far better to say that than something soppy like you were worth it. It's true, but also, let's not go nuts.]
My god, that's true, isn't it? I forget that sometimes, the two of you sharing that bond. Harlan and I have only just learned how to navigate that, and it's an imprecise science to say the least. Half the time we can't help thoughts spilling over anyway. You can well imagine the headache of adding Jesse into the mix; sometimes I swear I think things and it's one of them instead. And I thought it was bad when I was the fledgling . . .
Anyway: I cannot imagine my mother hearing unintentional details about what I fantasize about or what have you. Or, perish the thought, the other way around (though frankly I don't think she did fantasize about things).
[But actually, hm, that makes her wonder—]
Would you ever take a fledgling?