[ His thought process is... noisy is the only description that comes to mind. A cacophony, really. Were they more attuned to one another, she could read him with ease given how strongly he's projecting his mind. The connection is still recovering, however, and tenuous at best; she can't grasp at any thread without it slipping through her fingers.
Demonstrating patience, then, is her only viable strategy. She has to simply wait, and trust that he will speak to her. Exhaling lightly, she sets her chin on his shoulder, palms splayed between his shoulder blades as he breathes her in. ]
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Demonstrating patience, then, is her only viable strategy. She has to simply wait, and trust that he will speak to her. Exhaling lightly, she sets her chin on his shoulder, palms splayed between his shoulder blades as he breathes her in. ]