Mesaana took another deep breath, and placed a hand between Kim's shoulderblades. It was a safe place. Putting a hand there gave off feelings of safety.

"Lady Kim, let's go and have a seat."

Mesaana carefully took a seat on the edge of Kim's bed and folded her hands in her lap.

"I hope things between you and your father are healed, but I will not give you false hope. We channelers often forget how absolutely terrifying our powers are to those who are not as gifted."

A pause.

"They cannot see the weaves nor feel the source or potentials... It is simply manifestations of the seeminly impossible. I know a friend of mine who injured a sibling with lightning. The poor girl was never quite the same, she was never comfortable around her sibling, and she jumped everytime she heard thunder."

Her voice as cool, and had a soothing tone as she spoke calmly.

"If you need to talk to me about anything like this, then please do. I am here to help."