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"Whatever. I can tell when you're lying, you know. And Dr. Olendzki says it'll be even worse<br />
tomorrow." I lay back down on the bed. "There probably isn't enough concealer in the world to<br />
cover this, is there? Tasha and I'll have to invest in some Phantom of the Opera-style masks."<br />
She sighed and sat on the bed near me. "Too bad I can't just heal it."<br />
I smiled. "That would be nice."<br />
The compulsion and charisma brought on by spirit were great, but really, healing was her<br />
coolest ability. The range of things she could achieve was staggering.<br />
Lissa was also thinking about what spirit could do. "I wish there were some other way to<br />
control the spirit … in a way that still let me use the magic…."<br />
"Yeah," I said. I understood her burning desire to do great things and help people. It radiated<br />
off of her. Hell, I would also have liked to have this eye cleared up in an instant rather than<br />
days. "I wish there were too."<br />
She sighed again. "And there's more to me than just wishing I could heal and do other stuff with<br />
spirit. I also, well, just miss the magic. It's still there; it's just blocked off by the pills. It's<br />
burning inside of me. It wants me, and I want it. But there's a wall between us. You just can't<br />
imagine it."<br />
"I can, actually."<br />
It was true. Along with having a general sense for her feelings, I could sometimes also "slip<br />
into her." It was hard to explain and ever harder to endure. When that happened, I could<br />
literally see through her eyes and feel what she experienced. During those times, I was her.<br />
Many times, I'd been in her head while she longed for the magic, and I'd felt the burning need<br />
she spoke of. She often woke up at night, yearning for the power she could no longer reach.<br />
"Oh yeah," she said ruefully. "I forget about that sometimes."<br />
A sense of bitterness filled her. It wasn't directed at me so much as it was the no-win nature of<br />
her situation. Anger sparked inside of her. She didn't like feeling helpless any more than I did.<br />
The anger and frustration intensified into something darker and uglier, something I didn't like.
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