Emma’s racing heart beat against Gideon’s eardrums. She had to have her walls up; there was no way Jesse would appear so calm if he had any idea how anxious she was about this. Gideon knew why, even if Michelle was being obtuse about it. The hurlbat was dangerous, no matter what happened. Either Emma got hurt, or they found out there was some kind of dimensional thing happening inside her. Both were cause for alarm.
He wondered if anybody else saw the faint tremor in her hand as she reached toward the weapon. Nobody spoke. Gideon braced himself as her fingertips touched the curved blade.
Emma exhaled. “It doesn’t hurt.”
Michelle nodded with obvious satisfaction. “That’s good. Now we at least have an idea of what we’re working with.”
“What?” Jesse asked.
“I think we should test a few more things. Have you ever tried to teleport with Emma?”