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his Geeya.
    “I wanted to ask you something.”
    “Go ahead.”
    “I know others cannot see or hear you, but they can see andhear me. So what’s the point of this anonymity? It’s not like it’s helping me. Even when we were at Miti’s lair I could barely ask you anything for fear that she would overhear.”
    His Geeya looked at him intently for a minute and then answered;
    “You do not need to talk to me vocally. We are connected in more ways than one. You can speak to me directly through your mind .”
    She projected the last sentence directly into his head and Rain almost jumped with the shock of the unexpected invasion.
    “You just spoke in my head!” he exclaimed.
    “Yes. And you can speak directly into mine.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?” demanded Rain, looking agitated.
    “You never asked.” she replied nonchalantly.
    He brooded over that for a second, and then tried to project his voice directly into her thoughts.
    Testing …testing 1, 2, 3 … captain, can you hear me?
    Clearly . She replied in his head, and he gave another little jump.
     
    Could this really be true? If it was, then it was wonderful. He could communicate with his Geeya directly during sticky situations -or whenever he pleased, with no one the wiser! And he could, and he could …
    His thoughts came to a screeching halt as a horrifying possibility occurred to him.
    “If you can speak directly into my head …”
    “Yes?”
    “Then that means you can hear my thoughts, too. Have you heard what all I have been thinking all these days without my knowledge?! If you can, and you have …”
    His expression was a comical mix of tense anticipation, righteous indignation, and embarrassment. She laughed gaily, understanding his fears perfectly.
    “Don’t worry, Rain. A Geeya can only speak into her sequestors head. Not hear every thought that passes through it, and vice versa.”
    He looked at her half hopefully, half skeptically.
    She burst into more giggles.
    “Look, if that were truly possible, what would be the use of summoning a Geeya? You would be able to access the pool of knowledge directly through my thoughts, since every Geeya is connected to it. You wouldn’t need to ask me anything and you could keep me retired the whole time. Besides, I’m sure there have been thoughts through your head which have the potential to make a Geeya blush. That’s what you’re really worried about, isn’t it?”
    Rain looked away guiltily.
    “Relax, Rain. I can only hear that which you want me to hear. And you can only hear that which I wish for you to, and no more.” she asserted.
    Rain looked at her, feeling somewhat pacified and much relieved.
    “Over how much distance does this connection remain active?”
    “Let’s just say, you could be in Australia and I could be in America, and you could still communicate with me clearly. There’s no limit. Our connection lies here.” she said, pointing to his Geeya mark.
    “Cool.”
    He rubbed his Geeya mark absently, looking around himself.
    “Searching for something?” asked his Geeya.
    “Yes. Subodh. I need some more soup, I’m still hungry.”
    He saw Subodh then, hurrying towards him holding a bunch of freshly cut herbs. Rain asked the old healer for more soup, which Subodh gave, and Rain drank gratefully. When he was finished, he put the bowl aside and looked at the face that had seemed alien and unfriendly to him only minutes ago.
    “Thank-you, Subodh. I’m Rain, by the way.” he said solemnly.
    “Thanks? What for?” rasped Subodh, not looking the least bit surprised that Rain knew his name even though he had not told him. Smart guy, thought Rain, he had obviously figured out that Rain’s Geeya had by now informed him of everything that had taken place since he had lost consciousness, including revealing his-Subodh’s- identity to him.
    “For this …” said Rain, pointing to the bowl, then at his bandaged body, “and this, and … well, everything. Thank