"Meesei, whatever pieces make up your soul is still you. But that is irrelevant right now." Lunise looked up at her, exasperated. "Do you not understand? If the theory is to be true, your soul is [i]unstable[/i]." She shook her head lightly. "Now, mother tried to persuade me to lead you into joining the Psijic order...to work with their resources to study your soul and find a way to fix this." Lunise held out her splayed hands in frustration. "But I could never convince you to leave everything you know just for that! And beside that conclusion, I understand your family includes some very talented people. People that could help confirm or falsify this theory. Missus Ahnasha comes to mind, specifically."