'Slow down there. First of all, I'm sorry, but I'm not meant to be talking to you at all.' Jack weighs his words trying not to give too much away.
'If you're not meant to be talking to me then why are you telling me what to do?' She screams in her mind this time. 'Besides I wasn't going to go with them."
'Iona, I can read your thoughts. I know you were thinking about it...'
'But...'
'Ah ah,' he stretches his mind out to touch hers. 'Don't interrupt. Now second you can't know who I am just yet.'
'Why?' She interrupts him again and he laughs to himself. He can feel he's falling for her curious spirit.
'Because where would the fun be in that? And lastly, please, just trust me okay?' He pleads and she can feel how desperately he wants her to trust him, but more than that she can feel herself instinctively trusting him for reasons that don't make any sense to her. 'Like I told you last time you shouldn't be hanging around Jesse. He's bad news.'
