Bean smiles warmly at Nova's gift and slips on into the skirt. "Thanks, this reminds me of the trinkets the kobolds would make for me. I wonder what's become of them now.. and I guess everyone else in the world. They must all be gone. After resting for a while, Bean does seem up to figuring out more about the current state of the world and listens to Kayin's descriptions of her home city, and generally getting caught up on the greater state of the world. Bean expresses how strange it is not to immediately know what's happening world-wide via comlinks and datanets, something she lost access to when originally separated from her team during a dangerous skirmish. From Bean's perspective she has only been missing in action for around 6 months, although clearly that's not the case.
"Telepathy? What like mind reading? No I've never heard of something like that being done outside of large medical scanners, and even with that it's guesswork at best." Bean listens to Kayin's mention of previous events with a serious expression. "Look, whatever I was doing to you or effects I had was purely the warp. I am not even in my right mind during those moments. My condition or transformation, whatever you want to call it, has different stages of severity that onset more rapidly with a heightened state of arousal. I know it's destructive and dangerous, but other than that I can't really tell you what to expect, as the more it takes over the less I'm aware of what's going on."
With that explanation Kayin decides to try some explanation of her own and focuses inwardly into that pool of power she had mentally preserved earlier. When she closes her eyes and concentrates she can 'see' the others of her group around her, each with a slightly different aura that can then be tasted when she moves closer. In this state it feels like the distance of any mind is controlled by thought and intention, and since she's focused on no one in particular, different people keep moving closer and further away arbitrarily. One thing of note, however, is that there feels to be more presences here than the people who are accounted for. The thoughts of everyone come through as static tinged with emotion, kind of like music, but she feels as though she probably can't go any further
without more effort and potential risk.
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It suddenly occurs to you that slipping something shiny into someone's pocket might help grant you a wish. After all, every thief knows that if you think of something while planting things secretly on someone's person, it is said to help you find that thing.