I started looking through the data Sage had found on the card. Most of it I hadn’t been surprised with. My birth certificate as it were. The record of me having a sister. My Ad Aetatem was in there too along with my school records. Everything looked to be in order, but there was a knock on the glass wall and I looked up from my information download to see a man with dark hair and green eyes staring back at me with a straight face and mused up hair. “You just put off so much emotion.” He said.
I sighed. “I’m sorry, Nick.” I said and waved him in.
“It’s okay. I’m used to it. I can feel you upstairs. If Cari hadn’t taught me how to handle this I’d probably drink my self into oblivion just because of you.” He was grinning as he spoke and sat down in a chair. He cleared his throat and became business-like. “Ant said you needed some kind of help?”
“A little. You remember Dee?” I asked.
“How could I forget your only female lover. She’s such a pretty pink.”
I grinned. “If you say so. Her empathic ability is something she’s covered her whole life. Without Morpheus taking it for himself she’s struggling. Ant figures since you struggled you might be able to help her. It’s beyond my ability to cope with now. I just can’t.”
Nick frowned. “I don’t know what good I can do if you can’t do anything.”
I shrugged.”You understand what it feels like. I’m not an empath. And I’m not good with people.”
“Neither am I.” Nick whined.
I grinned at the empath. “Can you at least talk to her?”
He nodded, “If you think it might help.”
“I do.”
Nick nodded. “Alright. Then. I will.”
“Thank you, Nick. I owe you.”
Nick shook his head, “Cari is my benefactor, you own me nothing. I’m here at her behest.”
I laughed. “Don’t let anyone own you like that Nick. I owe you.” I gave him a quick smile, “She’s in the house.”
“You meant now?” Nick sighed.
“She’s here. You’re here.”
Nick stood and and nodded. “All right. I’ll try.” I watched as he walked out of my office with reservation. Once he was out of sight and heading to my house behind me I went back to looking at the stuff Sage had sent me.
The Mind of Nox 