“When I was young, I had to teleport to my friend’s homes and I couldn’t let anyone else know I did it by myself until I met Bron and Zaron who were also HiPsy. I grew up in FireClan knowing the rumors about Bane. They sent Flagen away. Bron and Zaron were the only other children within five hundred tints that would be a little less than five hundred miles to you.”
Mark tapped his head. “I know, translator chip, remember.”
Juraens laughed, but got serious again almost immediately. “Everyone else thought I used the public devices like the one in the Council Chamber. But Bron and Zaron knew better. They were four years older than me but were my best friends. When they went into Psy Ops, I followed. I wound up fighting the Zyptz by their side. When they were called to be Hi-Lords to run the war, I went with them and gained a title. And again, I met you by their leave. I owe them much.” Juraens took a breath.