She turned back to look at Ron, her eyes flickering with an indescribable emotion:
"During this training, our consciousness will merge to a considerable degree, and there may be some special experiences... Master, I wonder if you would mind..."
The deeper meaning of the question made Ron feel a subtle unease.
Direct contact with Spiritual Power is indeed a necessary process for learning this advanced technique.
"I don't mind." After a brief contemplation, Ron chose to accept it:
"Then let's begin."
Hearing this answer, a radiant smile blossomed on Eve's face.
That pure joy was like sunlight suddenly shining through the gloom.
"Please sit across from me."
She sat down on one side of the round table, indicating for Ron to sit opposite:
"Place your hands on the table, palms up."
When Ron settled into his position as instructed, Eve also placed her hands on the tabletop.
Her hands were small, her skin so white it was almost transparent, fingers delicate, nails pink.
