"She threw you with her mind?" Zagan asked, ignoring Penelope's question about his comfort.
He was ancient. He had been dealing with the temptation of blood for centuries. Penelope's blood should not be more difficult to resist than any other's. And yet…
"Yes. It was an accident. She didn't even realize what happened, but she admitted she was frustrated and suspected that she had somehow thrown me against the windows herself. I told her that it may have something to do with the virus or something she encountered during her time lost in suicide forest. There is enough lore revolving around suicide forest that I don't think it is a stretch for her to imagine exposure to the forces there affecting her in unusual ways. The upside of this is that we have an excuse to keep her in quarantine for a longer period of time to monitor these strange behaviors of hers and… w-what are you doing?"
