[There's a delay which isn't entirely her making a mental note to avoid being near Anderson - she also has to reassess past her initial annoyance at the situation, some basic and possibly incorrect assumption that this was temporary.]
[Emma had said it was lack of treatment for an injury. That his telepathy had been suppressed, and now wasn't. But Taylor doesn't know if that's just how Emma understood it, not having an ability herself. She's never heard of it even being possible to suppress someone's pathos, but then she's also never heard of someone's pathos directly getting sick or injured.
She's curious, and maybe (imagining what it could be like, going through that) actually concerned for him.]
[ He deletes the glibly immediate 'yes' that might have been because it's actually easier, when the question is framed. In turn, he isn't sure what Emma's said, isn't sure what she's understood.
Forges on. ]
before, I had a spinal injury that caused paralysis and nerve damage it affected my control over my ability
coming here has relieved me of some symptoms but not all of them it's best I not be where it is crowded or poking through anyone's mind
[It is close to what Emma had said, then. Taylor still stares at the message for a while, not entirely sure what to do with it. At the Academy, there's never been anything with any girl's injury effecting her pathos - no one was left injured long enough. And if that had happened, they would've been considered useless. Failures.
And she's caught on the implications that his control, before, meant he wasn't hearing all the time. He could turn it off.]
You can learn control again.
[It's meant as some kind of assurance. It probably looks like a demand.]
[There's another delay, mostly because she isn't sure what to say next. She doesn't know him well enough, had been keeping him at further than arm's length; offering help feels stupid, now. And he's got people looking out for him, Emma covering any security part of that, already leaving Taylor some route to get vague updates.
text;
Were you just going to wait for me to notice your reports were late?
You asked to do this.
text;
the last jump took me home for several years
I've let routine get away from me and I apologise
you should get in contact with Cassandra Anderson
text;
text;
not to provide therapy but if you require a monitor
text;
What's wrong with you?
text;
lots of things
text;
[Emma had said it was lack of treatment for an injury. That his telepathy had been suppressed, and now wasn't. But Taylor doesn't know if that's just how Emma understood it, not having an ability herself. She's never heard of it even being possible to suppress someone's pathos, but then she's also never heard of someone's pathos directly getting sick or injured.
She's curious, and maybe (imagining what it could be like, going through that) actually concerned for him.]
text;
Forges on. ]
before, I had a spinal injury that caused paralysis and nerve damage
it affected my control over my ability
coming here has relieved me of some symptoms but not all of them
it's best I not be where it is crowded
or poking through anyone's mind
text;
And she's caught on the implications that his control, before, meant he wasn't hearing all the time. He could turn it off.]
You can learn control again.
[It's meant as some kind of assurance. It probably looks like a demand.]
text;
I can't make promises
/commitments
[ In case he is reading her concern as an order, or vice versa. ]
text;
Not here.
[Basic survival being at risk is the implication, Taylor just about stopping herself from actually typing it.]
text;
shacking up in one's own room forever has lately proven a good countermeasure for spooky bullshit
[ Apparently, in the future, he swears more. ]
there are people that check in
I'll be fine til a change can be made
text;
So in the end, all he gets is:]
Alright.