[ he watches her as she speaks, giving the slightest incline of his head to signal, yes, he's got it. thomas's eyes shift to some of the military personel, trying not to look to obvious about observing them. his lips press in a line, and he's still not totally comfy with using this power. ]
My phone kinda new. [ he admits, a little sheepishly. ] Not sure how well it'll work, but I can try it out.
[ he focuses in, trying to remember how he'd tapped into this to search for teresa, how he'd skimmed lydia's mind. after a moment, thomas tilts his head over to a bench, making his way over to sit heavily, so they're not standing in the middle of a street with one of them looking like he's trying to do quantum physics with mental math. he extends his mind, searches around, and ends up pulling out his phone, tilting his head down as if looking at the screen, but closes his eyes instead. it helps to focus. ]
There's... someone. A doctor. [ he mutters, after a decent while of trying to find something more than 'i'm hungry' 'this shift is taking forever' and 'my boss is a jackass'. ] 'Poor Holt'. Know anyone named Holt?
sorry, hiatused for a while!
My phone kinda new. [ he admits, a little sheepishly. ] Not sure how well it'll work, but I can try it out.
[ he focuses in, trying to remember how he'd tapped into this to search for teresa, how he'd skimmed lydia's mind. after a moment, thomas tilts his head over to a bench, making his way over to sit heavily, so they're not standing in the middle of a street with one of them looking like he's trying to do quantum physics with mental math. he extends his mind, searches around, and ends up pulling out his phone, tilting his head down as if looking at the screen, but closes his eyes instead. it helps to focus. ]
There's... someone. A doctor. [ he mutters, after a decent while of trying to find something more than 'i'm hungry' 'this shift is taking forever' and 'my boss is a jackass'. ] 'Poor Holt'. Know anyone named Holt?