Nil understood, wrapping her tentacles around herself like a kind of blanket. She burps out a gizzard, and telekinetically sends the displaced sweetbread into the bucket. She could use a nap.

Okay. But... haven't you realized yet? Or maybe he didn't feel comfortable doing it? I have made a connection between us. So long as you don't leave me too long or get too far away, you can send me your thoughts too.

This road leads both ways. Will you not try it? So, even should he were to leave, she wouldn't be alone. And neither would he.