Private Finished An Interesting Thought

When Olwen started walking, Carmin followed suit.

“Oh.” Carmin hadn’t realized how he’d worded his answer. He shouldn’t have said anymore, it should’ve just been that he couldn’t eat. “Um, cause I don’t have a stomach and intestines and such so I can’t really do food, just water.”

His answer was kind of a dodge. He explained why he couldn’t eat but never touched on the fact that he used to be able to.

"Yeah, I can drink." Carmin held up his water bottle as he spoke, ready to sip it whenever they got to wherever they were headed.

Luckily, Olwen didn't seem to ask any questions about the anymore that he'd left out. Looked like he was getting let off the hook.

As they left the building, Carmin couldn't help but wonder where they were heading to eat. He hadn't really explored around the campus much and wasn't too sure where the cafeteria even was, but he assumed that was likely where they were going. "Where are we heading to? The cafeteria?"

Just as soon as he'd asked the question of where they were heading, they had arrived. Carmin was surprised. Had he been alone as per the usual, he probably would've ended up sitting around this area anyway. It was one of his favorite places to read while he was on campus.

"Sure, this works fine." Carmin walked over to the bench and lifted himself on fairly easily. He twisted open the cap to his water bottle and took a small sip while Olwen told him about the area. He didn't care much for the flowers, but she wasn't wrong, the place was pretty good. "Yeah, it's nice."

He smiled. It was slowly becoming clearer to him that he wasn't quite the lone wolf he liked to believe he was. He actually enjoyed the company of others, and they were rarely as bad as he imagined when he got to know them.

Carmin took a peek at the small lunchbox, watching with curiosity as she opened it up. "Whatcha got there?"

He'd heard the word Lammas once before from a teacher, it was some sort of holiday, but they hadn't elaborated on exactly what people did on said holiday. Either way, the food looked good. "Oh, nice."

He took a sip of water again while Olwen took a bite of her food. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous whenever he ate with other people. He missed being able to taste good food, but he reassured himself that it wouldn't be forever. He'd fix it eventually, somehow.

When the idea of communicating using Olwen's odd plant telepathy was brought up once again, Carmin was definitely down to test it out. He already wanted to and just wasn't sure how. He also took note of how Olwen seemed to ask if it was okay for them to return to the topic. She sure was polite.

"Yeah, for sure!" Carmin set his water bottle down on the bench then hopped down, standing in front of her as if it would help the signal get through. "So how do I do this exactly?"

"Alright, that makes sense I suppose." Carmin wore a serious look, paying attention with determination to get this right. He didn't really have actual powers of his own and couldn't even strengthen his body physically anymore, this was the first time in a long time that he had the chance to train something other than his intelligence. He hadn't realized just how desperate he was for something like this.

"Look for passing thoughts that aren't mine, and don't think too much." He gave a firm nod. "Got it." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into his thoughts, closing his eyes thinking it might help him focus.

Carmin hadn't spent a lot of the past few years communicating with people, keeping mostly to his own thoughts. But perhaps that could pay off now. He figured he'd have no trouble finding a stray thought in his own head. And he did, sort of.

He was thinking purely about focusing, then had a thought about class. Something class? He wasn't too sure but it had something to do with class, so that's what he said aloud. "Class?" He was a little confused by this and seemed pretty unsure when he said the word.