Aurum turns back to watch those in the street, and continues the telepathic conversation with the winged boy on the roof, more privately. In this conversation, the extra voices seem farther away, but don't disappear completely. Instead, an image stands in his mind of a stunningly beautiful young woman with skin made of supple gold. It's not an illusion, or anything he sees with his eyes, so he knows that she is not actually standing on the roof with him. Her mouth moves, as the voice sounds in his head again.
~Vibes? You are another Receiver then? I'm sorry. I cannot keep them from you. There is a man who offered to block my own out, though I chose differently, and I hope you would choose the same. We can do a lot of good with our gifts, painful though they are. But once this necessary ugliness is over, I could take you to him, to see if he can help you, so you may choose.
~Vibes? You are another Receiver then? I'm sorry. I cannot keep them from you. There is a man who offered to block my own out, though I chose differently, and I hope you would choose the same. We can do a lot of good with our gifts, painful though they are. But once this necessary ugliness is over, I could take you to him, to see if he can help you, so you may choose.