"I know," she told him, the desperation in her voice apparent.  She didn't want to leave Mizuru all alone, but she knew her limitations, and at least Makoto would be able to go and help in his own way.<br/><br/>Her wings flapped up once more to continue on, but she barely got more than partway around a corridor before she felt his presence.  It was startling at first, a bit surprising but she knew and trusted him, so she opened her mind to him without complaint or hesitation.<br/><br/>Her own thoughts came through pretty vividly, but wildly scattered: the desperation she felt at wanting to help Mizuru, confusion about what she'd been told about Orpheus and whether any of it was true or just lies from an enemy, the sight of the monster that had to be defeated by the entire group.  Underneath it all, though, was a sense of peace, of thankfulness that all her friends were now here, able to help and that she could finally share the secret with people who could understand.  She could keep a secret if she had to, and she knew she had to, but not even being able to tell her closest friends was wearing at her soul when they noticed the little changes in her personality that not even her family picked up on.<br/><br/>Idle speculation crept into her thoughts as she turned a corner, wondering what the others' powers were, but knowing that she'd find out soon enough.  She also stayed well enough within range that if the others heard and came running, her 100kph flying speed would let her get back in moments.