[i]Out of practice![/i] is the first panicked thought that strikes Set's mind! She's just coming up from the Djinn and she hasn't had to do this kind of emotional communication for a few months now, not since she left the Zhianku. On top of [i]that[/i] (which already makes her want to cry a little) this eyeless girl is doing something just a hair different than Zhianku aura communication. There aren't any colors! It's more like a direct connection, pure understanding shouting at the top of its lungs right into her brain. 

Of course, as she's trying to calm down and think of anything coherent, she's getting the thoughts of error/failing from this eyeless girl, which sends Set tumbling back to her early days with the Zhianku. Memories of the first time she tried to learn aura and couldn't get it. Still so young and easily frustrated and unable to hold her mind with focus. 

She'd run off from her teachers in tears, even pushed away Niknik when she got back to her room and the whale had tried to comfort her. Then she'd cried even harder because she had pushed her miniature space whale and that was, like, ultra mean! The only way she had known how to respond to that at the tender age of seven had been to curl up in her sheets and completely bury herself so she couldn't see anything in the world at all and just cry and cry until she had to stop to breathe.

So, you know, Set was really off to a great first impression here. Total cluelessness followed by pain and the overwhelming desire to cry and close her eyes. Yeah, that wasn't embarrassing at all, in fact she was sure that was how every empath greeted another empath for the first time. She might as well add in a litany of every time she wet the bed and that one time she was eating some kind of weird purple alien mush and spilled it all over the new dress Kuliana had just made for her, and just...stop okay stop. Deep breath. 

[[i]you're being watched?[/i]] It's a question asking for a confirmation, the image itself rather like a tiger in the night (or a lynx) with glowing eyes trained right on her. Tinges of deep black and green fear. Then:

[[i]I'm curious too. How can we meet?[/i]] The image is like two traders in the market, both wearing wide hats that hide their veiled faces in shadow and carrying deep straw baskets of goods with the tops tied on, an aura of mystery and excitement in swirling blues and reds. They're shaking hands then pulling each other together and touching their elbows. Like a secret handshake. The marketplace is near the Seneschal's estate in the lower ward: bustling, easy to access, no type of dress would be remarkable. And last

[[i]Friends?[/i]] Tentative question. Two wolf pups meeting, one noses the other waiting for a reaction in hesitant blues. 

"No... medical... team" she manages to get out of her mouth while she's talking in a completely different way. She really was out of practice, that should have been much quicker. But finally when she's done sending her messages and waiting for a reply, "I'm fine. Just looking at the security footage. It's very...oh god please stop blinking like that, it is not cute. Ugh, just, show me the arena and the holding cells, and then the party in the Acanthus hall."