<Let's be honest, Eric, the poor girl's been in captivity so long that she can't trust anyone. I don't blame her! She doesn't hate you, though, I promise. I know what she's thinking!> comes Leila's gentle reply. Then she turns and walks across the kitchen to Sai and clears her throat gently. "Sai honey, you seem to be uncomfortable with my psychic powers. At some point, in private if you like, I want to discuss this with you... Being psychic is a really big part of my life, and I don't want to think I'm scaring you every time I change the TV channel! Oh, and I know I said earlier that you wouldn't get one for your behaviour earlier..." She sets down a plate beside Sai with a warm cookie on it. "Wash your hands since you've been outside, then get back to chopping and stuff. I won't make you eat the cookie if you don't want it, though." And with that, she returns to the stove, where she's cooking two pans of mince (autocorrect: mines; mice) on the hob.