[ It's also a first, to force his will upon another living being - so much different from controlling machines or the response of his own body. Machines are easy to figure out once he knows their structure, his command burning through defenses and instilling a new sense of purpose. But a human, a friend - is much more different. Sion is alive, emotion and reflex resisting the pour of neural pressure. A delicate balance of two forces - the desire to help, and the desire to not harm.
When Julius speaks, his voice is strangely level, his eyes now gold instead of the grey that was before. ]
We can close it together.
[ And because they are linked now, he can send his thoughts through the neural link, much faster than speech: ]
This is the power of my blood and not my curse. Please let me in, I know I can do something.
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When Julius speaks, his voice is strangely level, his eyes now gold instead of the grey that was before. ]
We can close it together.
[ And because they are linked now, he can send his thoughts through the neural link, much faster than speech: ]
This is the power of my blood and not my curse. Please let me in, I know I can do something.