“I need to use the restroom,” he murmured absently, opening the door to my bedroom, glancing inside, staring briefly before shutting the door and moving to the correct one, opening it. I only smiled kindly, but my gaze darted to Elder Merrick, who had stood, and was moving round the recliner, back toward my bedroom. “That is so puzzling,” Elder Jacobs muttered, sounding confused and intrigued at the same time, eyes back to me. “But, where questions and spirits are concerned, there is no difference. “Yes, so I did.” I stood, and started moving toward the door, even as Elder Jacobs peered to Elder Merrick. My lips twitched as I stretched my legs out in front of me, twirling my ankles a bit, both of them popping from their previously scrunched state. “Yes, but as you just stated, all Mysticals are not created alike.” “I’m fairly sure you know I can’t answer.” He set his water on an empty space on the coffee table, watching me closely. “Well, he was insane, for lack of a better description. The man I knew was…” He shook his head slowly, gaze again running over my face. “And besides, you’re much more powerful than me, so calm down.” I’m not a damn bug to be studied.” I waved a hand at him, drinking a sip of my Coke. “Well, unless you try to hurt me without the Law behind you, then all bets are off.” I scowled at him. “Oh, for the love of God, I am not going to hurt you.” I paused, blinking. “Clearly,” he murmured, and then raised slowly, his actions guarded. “That’s like saying all fire Elementals are the same.” I tsked him. “I’ve only met one spirit Elemental before.” His gaze ran over my face again, an odd evaluation in his regard. “I believe I’ve answered your question, and with all due respect,” I nodded toward the door, “I believe the two of you were leaving.” Lowering my Coke, I moved my eyes back to Elder Jacobs, who was clearly trying to hide his surprise. Your choice.” I chuckled quietly, the tone utterly condescending, a self-inflicted noise, aimed solely toward myself before I took a large drink. You just entered the land of the unknown.” I waved my finger in a comically frightening way, making a fake scary sound. I huffed a harsh chuckle, grabbing my Coke from the table. I saw both freeze, one directly in front of me, the other from the corner of my eye, dark eyes darting to Elder Merrick, whose dark head nodded once. I nodded once, and then stated clearly, “I’m a spirit Elemental.” “You have mine as well,” Elder Merrick stated in a quiet, gravelly tone.

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