It was difficult to do so, but Leland forced himself to focus on each word Sibyla said. There was something there, a commonality between the experiences..."I don't know if it was merely because were were in close contact with them. As far as I've seen and heard some people have been in rooms of even close to others being in and not contracted it...but what you just said." His thoughts were so sluggish, but despite how tried it was making him he was sure he needed to press on.
"You interacted with her, with your talents. Have...have your talents been affected as mine have? If she were trying to read, but instead projected..." What about Aoife? Had she been unable to store in some way perhaps? Leland's thoughts were jumbled and it was difficult to make them at all linear. But he was so close to something, he was sure of it. He leaned forward, his brows furrowed as he waited for Sibyla's answer.