[Palamedes doesn’t even flinch when the patella explodes. He’s staring intently somewhere to the left of the construct, the tips of his fingers pressed together under his chin. Despite his earlier show of indifference, he had been plenty surprised by the girl’s sudden appearance out of thin air; now, though, he’s paying closer attention, and he knows what to look for. He can sense her thanergy—and when he concentrates very, very hard, he can nearly see her, like she’s something forever caught in his peripheral vision.
The kneecap regrows, and the construct kicks out its leg towards the seemingly empty air where Aisha is standing.]
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[Palamedes doesn’t even flinch when the patella explodes. He’s staring intently somewhere to the left of the construct, the tips of his fingers pressed together under his chin. Despite his earlier show of indifference, he had been plenty surprised by the girl’s sudden appearance out of thin air; now, though, he’s paying closer attention, and he knows what to look for. He can sense her thanergy—and when he concentrates very, very hard, he can nearly see her, like she’s something forever caught in his peripheral vision.
The kneecap regrows, and the construct kicks out its leg towards the seemingly empty air where Aisha is standing.]