..”“What went wrong?” she asked, alarm creeping into her voice.“Nothing with you or your family, I promise. One of the people I’m going to R...uya to retrieve, I had and lost back to the men there. Even if I get her back, a few days in these men’s hands isn’t something I’d wish on anyone.”“But you’ve had these dreams before?”“Similar, yes.”“Well, you woke the children.”“I’m sorry. I should be gone today, and I promise not to bother you or your family again. I’m sorry I’ve upset you.”She glared. She felt a rush about being a naughty girl. With a deep breath, she unhooked her bra underneath her top, then pulled both the bra and the top over her supremely curvy tits, eliciting an audible gasp from all the black students in the class.“Wow,” DeShawn said. “That’s ….amazing.”Becca blushed again and smiled demurely, looking down at the desk. Her heart continued to race.As she started to pull her bra back down, DeShawn interrupted her.“Wait!” he yelled.“DeShawn, that was a few seconds,” Becca. It feels that way though, and it makes no practical difference yet. If we'd been late to die, we would've lost the opportunity to merge, regardless of our understanding being wrong.]]As far as we could tell, while we were in a déjà vu our abilities increased the same as if we'd merged. They increased by fixed amounts too, not erratically like the timings of déjà vu occurrences. Our maximum NP force always seemed to increase by exactly a factor of four per mind, our proximity range always. Mary pulled the blanket wrapped around her shoulders a little closer, stepped carefully to the stranger's side so as not to tumble into liquid ground as she dabbed moisture against his now bulging, then caving forehead. When the exhaustion of attempting to tend her patient despite the twists being thrown at her became overwhelming, she gave in. She allowed herself to relax. All at once, the space the air itself occupied became thick, with a texture she could almost feel. It took all of her.