“Right, right. Remember getting a bit of a crash course in that when I got here.” He isn’t sure if he recalls all the particulars of how it works, but truthfully he’d largely been trying not to dwell on it for too long for a number of reasons. Then the Discord grew and the symptoms of it only worsened, making it much harder to ignore.

A little absently, he rubs at the bracer worn on his right forearm where his aspect tattoo lay hidden. “Know that my own aspect is the Exalt, but it’s a little harder keeping everyone else’s straight so far,” he says with a laugh. Other Exalts have been easy enough to pinpoint these past couple of weeks, thanks to that empathic bond, but the rest? He’s still trying to navigate how the others felt brushing against that new sixth sense.