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  A telepath? She nodded at Emmas words, noting the role she’d play in her training. It made sense that a telepath would be involved, seeing the nature of her abilities, but it did make her feel a bit uncomfortable. Someone would be probing in her brain, looking over her thoughts and memories. The thought made her feel a bit more open than she’d like, and she only realized after she had that thought that Emma could probably hear it. Aha, great. At least her concerns were heard, in a manner of speaking. And according to Remy, someone had already probed her brain. She was a bit of an open book now. 

  She took a seat as Bookers gesture, hugging her fox to her chest. “Yeah, I can lucid dream almost all the time without difficulty” she said. “I can tell when I’m asleep as well, and … sort of control what’s going on. More like suggest a general direction to go and hope it works”. What was with her and her long winded answers? She usually wasn’t this talkative, especially about her powers. Maybe it was because she wasn’t scared of reactions to them. Or maybe it was because of being reassured that everything would be fine, and that it was safe to share with these adults. She cleared the thought from her head and instead responded to Bookers mention of a team. 

 “... Team? I’m joining a team?” she asked. What team? When was this decided? Who was on this team? Was this a sports team, or some sort of other team? What was she supposed to do on this team? Did she have a say? Would they know about her abilities before she learned to control them fully? She rapid fire ran through all those questions in her head in concern of this unmentioned team, realized she hadn’t asked any of them out loud, and gave Emma a bit of a sheepish look in hopes for a response to all the nonsense that zipped through her head.