Leonel projected the Force Art to Aina, and she stared at it for a long while.
He didn't rush her, but as she was lost in thought, so was he. He felt that being a Wise Star Order wasn't just about gathering knowledge, but it was also about guidance, being a shepherd of sorts as well.
It didn't restrict him from sharing the techniques that he traded for, and it didn't stop him from showing Aina her Force Arts either. One would think that there would be some restrictions on this matter, but there were none at all.
Aina took a breath.
Leonel's gaze narrowed. It was a seemingly normal action, but he felt the Force in the air shift. And when she took yet another breath, it shifted even more forcefully.
Every time Aina took in a simple breath, everything in her immediate vicinity changed. Her very presence was pushing and pulling at reality, as though trying to force itself into being.
