Simon didn't answer immediately.
The Sovereign had spoken his thoughts almost word for word. Not a summary or a guess, but the exact questions that had been forming in his mind only moments ago.
Simon's eyes narrowed slightly.
[Lilith.]
[Hm?]
[Can he read minds?]
Lilith glanced at him. Then, to his surprise, she answered out loud.
"He most likely can't."
Simon's lips twitched.
[I asked you through telepathy for a reason.]
"And he could most likely perceive that too," Lilith replied calmly, not bothering to lower her voice. "So there's no point whispering."
The Sovereign said nothing. He simply lifted his bowl and drank, as though the conversation had nothing to do with him.
Lilith turned back to Simon.
