Both Tori and I obliged, clearly wanting to hear more of what she might say. "Things come to her at random, but do not press her too hard. Simple, straightforward questions. She becomes overwhelmed easily, and it takes hours to calm her down." Mera frowned, gazing ahead to where Sabine tiptoed into the kitchen, her movements smooth and silent. "Just as well, do not say Novak seniors name. It triggers something in her, a vision--or perhaps a memory. All I know, is it is horrible enough to cause her to harm herself. So, speaking his name around her is forbidden." "You're alright with us asking her some questions?" I asked, just a tad surprised, even with the boundaries she had set in place. I could feel how much Mera loved her sister, how devoted she was to seeing to her every whim. Sabine had been through so much in those ten years, most of which I'm sure she couldn't talk about, and Mera was determined to make up for every second of it. It was why she let Sab

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