“Help Skitter!” Tattletale ordered, sounding urgent as she turned her attention to the remaining Wards that stood between us and the elevator. Who was she talking to?
I wonder if her power keeps telling her about Imp every time she forgets. Or maybe the power of knowledge makes her immune to forgetting.
Not that I remember why that matters right now.
Then I felt hands at my back. I flinched, but they held firm. A second later I felt my cuffs come undone. Imp. Right.
Nice.
I was getting the distinct impression that it was easier to recall her and react as if she were present if I hadn’t been actively trying to pay attention to her.
Huh. Sounds like the power detects people actively trying to remember her and doubles down on the effect when it comes to those people.
It was almost as if actively trying to commit her presence to memory had the opposite effect.
Yeah, or you could put it like that, sure.
Except how was I supposed to put that knowledge into practice, if acting on that knowledge counted as recognizing her presence?
Heh, yeah, that could get tricky.
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