[The lack of a presence is just as unique, if not more so, than a buzzing nearby mind. It's like a swath of utter silence in all the noise, and of course Henry is going to turn his attention immediately to the individual who has grabbed a bag of chips (he can hear crinkling), and begins to slink away (he can see her faint form in the darkness, a brief moment of eye contact.)
There's no reason for him to not brush up against another mind's presence ambiently, unless that person...
Henry doesn't even think it through, doesn't feel like he needs to. He's momentarily forgotten about his vending machine loot, instead sending a single, more targeted thought beaming out-]
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There's no reason for him to not brush up against another mind's presence ambiently, unless that person...
Henry doesn't even think it through, doesn't feel like he needs to. He's momentarily forgotten about his vending machine loot, instead sending a single, more targeted thought beaming out-]