<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla lifted her head, staring at him wide eyed. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">&lt;how long has he been there…&gt;</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">&lt;I don’t know. But long enough apparently…&gt;</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> the two looked at eachother, before almost uniformly looking away. They didn’t exactly have much choice in the matter.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"><br/>
Ayla spoke up first</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">. “It's not magic. At least, you can’t detect it with magic, and antimagic doesn't stop it…”</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">&lt;That wasn’t what he asked…&gt;</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> letting a sigh out, alexi straightened up and elaborated.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"> “I don’t remember a time when we weren’t able to do it. It's something that’s always been there. It’s as easy, if not easier than speaking out loud…”</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"><br/>
Ayla sat down in one of the chairs from the table, a concerned look on her face. This was a big secret they’d been keeping from him, and she was worried about his reaction. </span>