Ósanwe. I'm sure I'm butchering it. Almost poetic. We call ours a "mind gift". It is one of many, but I don't practice mine. Most of us lose ourselves with the power. I prefer not to. It also means I could grant you brief relief if you want.

{ the exhale may be quiet, but to louis' sharp ear it's loud. the part in him succumbing surfaces, almost wanting to possess him, but he ignores it in favor of trying to be helpful before he can't be anymore. }