The Watcher blinked at the remark, then sat in silence as she allowed it to parse. Her hot chocolate had cooled off markedly, and she drank the last of it before realizing there was no convenient place to put the empty cup. She settled for placing it in her open shopping bag. That way she wouldn't forget to throw it away before she left.
"Ah, I see."
And she actually believed she was beginning to. Like Slayerhood, certain talents could lie dormant for years, with the bearer being entirely unaware of them until they suddenly manifested. Being male, Brian was not an obvious candidate to turn out to be a demon hunter. Julianna looked down at the toes of her shoes.
"The mind's a powerful muscle, Brian." She was still looking down, but her voice would still be audible to him. "The things it's capable of can either be great or terrible, depending on your intentions. As far as I can tell, your intentions are benign. So what's troubling you?"
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on 2013-12-18 05:09 am (UTC)"Ah, I see."
And she actually believed she was beginning to. Like Slayerhood, certain talents could lie dormant for years, with the bearer being entirely unaware of them until they suddenly manifested. Being male, Brian was not an obvious candidate to turn out to be a demon hunter. Julianna looked down at the toes of her shoes.
"The mind's a powerful muscle, Brian." She was still looking down, but her voice would still be audible to him. "The things it's capable of can either be great or terrible, depending on your intentions. As far as I can tell, your intentions are benign. So what's troubling you?"