Brin held the marble containing a little piece of primordial chaos for all to see. In all their faces, he saw a mirror of the awe that he felt whenever he gazed upon it. It didn't have a color, or a shape, and he couldn't say that it was bright or dark, but it also wasn't invisible. In fact, it was more visible than any of the real world around it. Even dormant and sleeping, the mote of chaos was the most visible thing he'd ever seen.Davi flicked his eyes away as if offended. He made a fake smile, gave Brin a thumbs up and said. "Neat."Then he sat down and started fiddling with his Oud again."Ok, seriously, what's going on with you?" asked Brin."Not much, what's going on with you?" Davi replied casually."You've been acting weird all day," said Brin.Davi snorted, and didn't look up.Brin really didn't want to do this here in front of everyone, but before he could stop himself he said, "Why are you mad at me?""What are you mad at me?" All the cool indifference was gone in an instant. Davi was on his feet, his Oud forgotten on the ground."I'm not–""Do you think I wouldn't know? I can see emotions better than you can see colors. I was excited, you know. I thought I was going to see my best friend after months, but then one look at you and... and the hatred...""I don't hate you, Davi," said Brin."Stop lying!"He didn't hate Davi. He didn't. But he was angry, and his attempts at deflecting were dishonest. He was suddenly very conscious of all the eyes on them. He dismissed his Invisible Eyes in the near proximity, but that just made it worse, because the influx of memories made him doubly aware of everyone. Aeron was nudging Meredydd with his elbows, some shared joke in his eyes. Cati leaned forward in interest as if someone had just turned on her favorite soap opera, while Amai was shrinking back in fright. Cid's tired irritation, Hedrek's sympathetic anger, Govannon's (...)