The one thing Adrienne never got to experience was Emma's powers used against her the way Emma wielded it like a weapon against everyone else. Small favors, she supposed. They had some kind of familial immunity to one another's psychic abilities. That was why, in the end, Emma had had to resort to more conventional means to...
Adrienne didn't want to think about the ending of her life now. Somehow she was here, alive again, and she did not intending on wasting her second chance at life. She followed Dan into his apartment and shut the door behind him.
The space looked almost identical to her own. Except whereas Dan did little to personalize his space, Adrienne made an effort for her own. Then again, she could hardly blame him for the state it was in right now. He had just moved in the day before after all. It was tidy and clean, which was both a pro and a con for her. Nothing personal meant nothing to pick up stray flashes from. It didn't help with the revealing of this intriguing mystery in front of her, but it meant she also didn't risk getting overwhelmed and ending her day before it began with a monster of a migraine.
In this case, she supposed she had to get to know someone the old-fashioned way.
"If anything bothers me? Anything like what, Mr. Torrance?" She had glimpsed enough from their earlier brush of contact to glean that much from him, at least. Just as he had gleaned from her.