Shula shook her head, letting out a breath and finding a seat to take refuge in while Faelan did his thing. She didn't understand what these devices where even supposed to do but as the man clacked away at the keys and ghosted his pointer across the screen it appeared to make sense to him.<br/><br/>"It's a little hard to ignore your thoughts when you practically shove them at me." She said, rolling her eyes. "On the outside you seem reserved but it feels likes your mind is always screaming at me. It's a little annoying to be honest- it get's worse when you're drunk. Sometimes I forget that a lot of you humans aren't used to magic that can invade your mind."<br/><br/>Shula leaned back in her chair, kicking her feet up to rest on the desk and was mildly surprised when she realized that the chair she was in had wheels. She Rolled back, the tips of her toes barley on the desk anymore and she sat up again, leaning forward to observe the wheels. Why did humans feel the need to make a chair moveable? Shula kicked herself off the desk, sending herself rolling a couple feet of way. She was grinning now and she proceeded to use to chair to roll about the room, clearly amused by it's newly found function.