Michelle already waited for them, looking a little impatient. Jesse felt more than a little impatient, too, but only because he knew he was only minutes away from putting Emma’s mind at ease—and by extension, Gideon’s.
Emma stood with her hands at her side, her eyes locked on Jesse’s face as he began reciting the words. Even under the weight of Emma’s gaze, his mind didn’t stray from the required incantation. For a moment, everything blurred, like his eyes were relaxing. For a moment, there were two Emma’s standing in front of him, the space between them growing wider as he spoke. Then as he muttered the final word, the two shapes were joined once more, and she glowed, brighter than the dimensional walls surrounding her.
“Michelle? Do you…”
“I see it.”
“Emma…I need you to transmit something. Anything.”
Her eyes held their own sort of luminance, dark with sudden fear. “Without touching you?” When he nodded, she took a deep breath. “Okay.”