It probably shouldn't have felt like a familiar concept to Will, but the first thing that came to Will's mind was the noise he'd had in his own head, his brain a jumble of influence he hadn't realized had been planted there. Of course his had been caused by inflamed brain tissue and psychotherapy administered with dubious consent (if there'd been any at all). This seemed to be outside the scope of something like that, more broadly sweeping for one, but also something that had just set on his dog like a switch had been flipped.
The way Molly described what was happening it didn't sound like a trigger that had been planted. It seemed more like a broadcast, which made Will wonder if other animals were affected as well. Molly was concentrating on it, her eyes closed, and goosebumps rose on Will's arms as he felt suddenly cold from his proximity to her power.
"How complicated is that sort of thing?" he asked her carefully. "If it's working the way you think it is, Snickers is probably not the only animal reacting this way. I'm not sure what's out there, but if it's anything big, people could be in danger."
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Date: 2016-01-04 10:16 pm (UTC)The way Molly described what was happening it didn't sound like a trigger that had been planted. It seemed more like a broadcast, which made Will wonder if other animals were affected as well. Molly was concentrating on it, her eyes closed, and goosebumps rose on Will's arms as he felt suddenly cold from his proximity to her power.
"How complicated is that sort of thing?" he asked her carefully. "If it's working the way you think it is, Snickers is probably not the only animal reacting this way. I'm not sure what's out there, but if it's anything big, people could be in danger."