<ul>He never did stop talking, did he?<br/><br/>Karyn listened to him in mild interest, paying the closest attention to only the pieces of information she thought were the most relevant. She was a solitary person by nature and did not trust nor make friends easily. This Raj, he revealed too much of himself far too quickly. However, she would not complain, it allowed her to understand the situation without having to resort to her powers. <br/><br/>Her strength lay in memory manipulations and mind control. Ever since she was a young child, it was as though she had a very priveleged view of the inner emotions of people. They almost became physical to her, tangible. <br/><br/>It was because of this that she could so clearly sense his fear. It left a bitter taste in her mouth. <br/><br/>"Yes, two sides. As is in nature -- moon and sun, night and day. In the same way, magic can be used for good or bad. You can't have one, without having the other." She wondered if he understood, her eyes studying his features. At that moment, he looked so young to her, and she only wished that he could learn fast enough to protect himself against the swarms of magicians that would come for him. If his power fell into the wrong hands...Karyn couldn't bring herself to think about it. <br/><br/>Most of all, she was interested in these dreams of his. Were they prophecies? Or simply omens? She would have to talk to Maya, this was her area of expertise. <br/><br/>When he paused to ask her where they were, she could not help but stifle a smile. "We're here," she said simply, turning to make her way up the stairs. It was an inconspicous victorian home, with ivy creeping its way against the wall facade. When she stood before the door, Karyn whispered the incantation that had been set to memory, and the door clicked open. <br/><br/>Stepping aside, she gestured Raj to enter, "Welcome to the Order of Merlin."<br/></ul>