Looking towards Catulus, Sibyl gives a soft smile at his touch.  Unshared images flooding her mind of his thoughts, his recent activities.<br/><br/>"Think you then to be able to bring these disparate personalities to bare on a single task?  It is a formidable chore you have taken upon yourself.  Every individual with their own desires, phobias and petty annoyances.  I think dear Catulus that you will need all your skills come to fruit to meld this group, most being quite high strung and passionate.  While their passion will bring energy and intelligence to the project, that lack of emotional control will be dangerous for all concerned.  Just this once I do not envy you your sight."