Anything he wants to snap back at the Doubletake ends up dying on his tongue with the tantalising image of her in a nurse's outfit, and so as she wombles off to get her vines and branches and leaves and to sneak up behind him with a knife drawn, Jack concentrates hard on absolutely nothing at all.
What the fuck indeed, though. Given the nature of her thoughts, Jack doesn't have to look over his shoulder at her - and given the pain that lances through his neck with every movement, he doesn't bother, either. "You know exactly what," he mutters. "I'm a fuckin' mind reader, Flora. Now put the knife away and come sit the fuck down." His grip on his mental barriers are flimsy at best right now, and so it's on Flora to master her confusion as best she can.
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.