Abra fought back a chuckle as he looked around. This was a much better conversation than the one she had expected. She nodded when she heard a reply from him. (I can hear you). She sent back with a smile. She had sensed the shine in him since the first time she'd seen him post to the network and tried communicating this way with him a few times over the years. It seemed so much easier now. (i've been hoping to hear you this way for a long time.)
Abra sent a feeling of her fingers gently brushing along his hand. It was a reminder of a day building snowmen in the station hallways with Zu, when they were kids first getting to know each other and their hands accidentally touched. She doubted he'd make the connection; she simply hoped he'd at least notice the sensation and realize it was her.