Anton was particularly drawn to people who could control their emotions with skill. Those who struggled with that were more the norm. Most had control, but it could easily be wrested away from them. When dealing with those, he preferred those like Calli. Her emotions never seemed to be negative. It was endearing.
”You have your gifts and I have mine,” he said with a smile, taking a seat as to not tower over her. The cold didn’t bother him. He continued, offering an explanation. ”I can sense the emotions of those around me. In larger groups…well - imagine yourself in a crowded room where everyone is shouting at one another. It’s much the same for me, but it’s all in my head as other people’s joys, fears, sadness, frustrations, and the like vie for control. In cases like that, one must learn how to quiet the mind, no?” Learning those techniques had been a requirement for survival for him.
He allowed her a moment to digest that. Anton wasn’t afraid she wouldn’t believe him. Not really. She could after all use magic herself and her own head of church had taken a personal interest in him. ”Along with that, when I’m in contact with someone, not only do I feel their emotions more strongly, but I can change what they feel. Now I can teach you techniques for quieting the mind, or I can simply make you feel that way, neither of which I will do without your permission.” he smiled as a thought came to him. ”Interestingly enough, whenever one of you veilwalks, you disappear from my senses. To be honest, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to affect your emotions while you’re using your power.”
”You have your gifts and I have mine,” he said with a smile, taking a seat as to not tower over her. The cold didn’t bother him. He continued, offering an explanation. ”I can sense the emotions of those around me. In larger groups…well - imagine yourself in a crowded room where everyone is shouting at one another. It’s much the same for me, but it’s all in my head as other people’s joys, fears, sadness, frustrations, and the like vie for control. In cases like that, one must learn how to quiet the mind, no?” Learning those techniques had been a requirement for survival for him.
He allowed her a moment to digest that. Anton wasn’t afraid she wouldn’t believe him. Not really. She could after all use magic herself and her own head of church had taken a personal interest in him. ”Along with that, when I’m in contact with someone, not only do I feel their emotions more strongly, but I can change what they feel. Now I can teach you techniques for quieting the mind, or I can simply make you feel that way, neither of which I will do without your permission.” he smiled as a thought came to him. ”Interestingly enough, whenever one of you veilwalks, you disappear from my senses. To be honest, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to affect your emotions while you’re using your power.”