[ She waves off his apology, the corners of her mouth tilting upward. In truth, she's grateful he took her threat as intended—genuine, but not malicious. Butcher would think Charles deserves no kindness, no quarter. Kimiko is slowly figuring out she might not want to be conscripted into that brutal crusade. But she remembers watching the Shining Light break the children around her so they could be reformed into the perfect soldiers, wearing the same expressions the men wore as their aggressions were smothered and stripped away.
She gestures to Charles, then points to her ear before tapping her temple. Telepathy is a word she kind of knows, but the parameters of it may look different for someone who lives it.
Succinctly, she's asking if he can hear thoughts. ]
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She gestures to Charles, then points to her ear before tapping her temple. Telepathy is a word she kind of knows, but the parameters of it may look different for someone who lives it.
Succinctly, she's asking if he can hear thoughts. ]