"'Bout 30ft, give or take," he supplies instead. "Just... I dunno, think shitty thoughts about me an' I'll tell you when it gets quiet." Waving her off, Jack shuffles in the sand to reach out for his coat slung over the side of the boat, feeling suddenly very cold and drawing it clumsily around his shoulders. (It's not like he could cram his splint through the sleeve, after all).
"Thanks, by the way. For..." He gestures at his neck and the whole nether-vine-choking-me-out situation. "That."
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.