[ Steven (who also delivers other things) hands him a china plate with a picture-perfect sandwich on it. The bread is just barely toasted, exactly the right amount to add just a bit of crunch. Julie is not directly controlling him -- Steven has always been independent yet somehow tied to her, but the specifics are all coming from her strange, innate connection.

He asks if the Horizon is powered by the Singularity, and she blinks, responding automatically. Her tone is one of absolute certainty, although this time more of a conviction than actual proof. The same tone most people would use to proclaim that God exists. ] 'Course it is.

[ But he continues and she looks a bit more thoughtful, also turning to glance at the Singularity. That, she can only guess, based on what she can feel. ] I don't think it's bein' poisoned. It hasn't been actin' funny or anythin' like that. Not like the other times.

[ Which seems like the best they can hope for. In her head, the Singularity doesn't seem sick. When she pokes at it, asks how if it's sick, it doesn't quite understand what she means. She takes that as a positive. ]

Makes sense. If I wanted to block a connection like that, I'd put the spell above too.