<em>Well, I am not a medium, spirits do not get a free ride, and those who try to do bad things ... well some day I will be able to convince them not to. I didn't ask to know what you were, I never stuck my nose where it didn't belong, but few shaman have not heard tales of the moon's children.</em><br/><br/>He looked over to her, if he were afraid out here on the waves it did not show. Resolve was there, a simple and blunt honesty and straight on approach that might as well been painted on him with a thick and broad brush. He didn't grimace, he didn't shrink away. He simply worked with a blue-collared approach and no need to dress things up. However, there was the veil, and how to work within its laws as well as been honest with Peggerty was going to be difficult.<br/><br/><em>I have had an affinity with the world for several years now. I am not like you but I had heard rumors. Never did I expect to cross paths, or to find you to be so beautiful. That is not saying that yours would not look like anyone else of have some special mark, it is saying you are very attractive. I didn't go to work last night and then expect to be sitting here on the waves having this conversation. That would have been fortune telling, and that is not my forte.</em><br/><br/>Not far off the waves rolled and crashed against the beech, the tide surged and two dogs watched their alpha and a strange male sit upon boards and bob not to far out. Above the sun lit the sky and gulls would occasionally cry out as the two sat there. If not for the seriousness of the conversation the day could almost appear ideal.