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[Back home, Merlin had druid friends who just liked to speak to him in his head, it stopped being weird after a bit]

But those who fly and have super strength can't read minds or communicate without speaking. I'd rather have telepathy over super strength.

You say that only because you don't have it. You don't have to hear every little thought coming off everyone else because they can't keep their minds walled off. You don't know what people really think about you when they're sitting there talking to you and saying the exact opposite of what they're thinking. [There's a bit of a snarl with the last bit.]

[Merlin frowns a bit and tries to think about what he's been thinking about during this conversation. He's been pretty straight forward with her, can't say he's mentally contradicted anything he's said to her. Really he just thought about home, about how his mother's house is finally clean, and how his mentor Gaius doesn't have to deal with him and his hazardous ways, and about his friends back in England who don't really know where he is. If anything the only thing he's hidden is sadness (and the fact he wonders that if he tries to fly if he would spontaneously combust because he shouldn't be fucking with his own molecules), but he understands that others hide a lot more than him.]

[sincerely] I'm sorry. That must be really difficult, I had no idea. I'm sure with training you can block it all out. [and he genuinely believes that, he has faith in this girl he just met]

[That's part of the problem with Merlin, he's actually genuine that it's kind of pissing Vriska off. She's just too used to two-faced assholes.]

I can put up walls to keep other thoughts out but they're so tedious to keep up.

[it's only because he feels safe in the school, if she were to go outside of the school walls with him she'd see all the barriers he'd put up. He thinks about that a bit too, about he feels like he was never honest with his friends]

I'm sure eventually you'll be able to do it subconsciously.

[She shrugs and finally moves to retrieve her lighter from where it landed.] Maybe. Or maybe I'll be doomed to hear what everyone doesn't have to say for the rest of my miserable life.

You'd make an amazing spy.

[he smiles and starts imagining her as a super spy and going on ridiculously cheesy missions in hopes of cheering her up]

[Except it only proves to make her remember the life she had before. What she was being raised as. It gets a violent reaction of her as she moves quickly to slam him into the nearest surface.]

Stop that!

Stop that!

[Not as planned. NOT. AS. PLANNED.]

Whoa! Sorry! I'm stopping!

[his hand moves to grab her wrist to stop her from doing any damage, if her wrist begins to get warm that's him speeding up her molecules. it's not enough to hurt her or do any damage but it's enough that he knows that he could potentially do something and that she'll be aware of it without him actually doing anything. because really he doesn't want to try and blow up her arm, that would be messy and complicated and get him in trouble but most importantly hurt her.]

[his eyes are big and honest and bright gold]

I'm sorry, I didn't know. [he still doesn't know what he doesn't know, but he unintentionally caused a violent reaction.]

[At first she doesn't seem to notice the warmth she's too busy trying to force his brain to shut down or something. Of course it's not working. It never works really.

But when she does notice she quickly pulls away from him and stares at her wrists. After a few moments she laughs, shaking her head.]

You got balls, I like that.

[with the tension broken he smiles again, albeit a bit hesitantly, and shrugs]

I'm not quite ready to be killed, thanks.

Well I guess it's your lucky day then. You get to live.

And for that I thank you. [he gives her an exaggerated bow] I also apologize for threatening to make you explode or something.

Exploding me would have been quite messy and left you looking like some poured blue paint on you. [She grins and flips her hair over her shoulder.] And I don't think blue is really your colour.

[wow rude, blue is his favorite color and his scarf is blue (he thinks it goes nicely with his red shirt, and when he wears his blue shirt he thinks his red scarf goes well with it. what is fashion?]

[but there are more important things to talk about! his eyes light up with curiosity]

You have blue blood?

[That's okay Vriska's fashion sense is pretty terrible herself. She almost wears nothing but black, blue, and yellow.]

Yeah. It's my skin appears blueish.

[you sound like a bruise Vriska]

Is it part of your mutation? It must be, I can't think of any scientific reason for it but I also can't connect a difference in blood colour to telepathy.

[his mind is buzzing with medical facts that he picked up and studied with Gaius]

[he thinks you're so cool Vriska, even if you did just try and blow up his brain not but a few minutes ago]

[Vriska cringes.] Whoa, slow it down with the medical knowledge.

Yes, it's part of my physical mutation. It might have been more connected to my eye or something, I don't know. Maybe one of my parents was an alien? Maybe they both were. [She shrugs although she's grinning.]

Sorry. [have a sheepish smile]

[he wonders what happened to her eye but doesn't ask, he figures it's none of his business]

That would be amazing. I never met my Da so I used to imagine things like that.

[he starts thinking about the dragon figure in his room]

Never new either of my parents. [And she's leaving it at that.]

What's the deal with the dragon?

[and he doesn't even consider asking]

Oh, uh, he made it apparently and left it with my mum who kept it and gave it to me when I was little. It's the only thing of his that I have.

[he gestures a bit wildly as he speaks]

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[She gives a little grunt.] Lucky you.

[It's time to try to light a damn cig again.]

[he smiles softly as he thinks about his mum but shakes the thought because he doesn't want to upset her again]

I could ignite a leaf or something and you an use that?

[instead he thinks about all the damage smoking does to your body]

[She rolls her eyes as she retrieves her lighter. It takes a few tries but she finally manages to light up and take a long drag.]

I got it.

You probably get that speech a lot.