[ If Ness were able to read minds or emotions, she’d be able to feel this: his unexpected warm glow at being the first to be told on purpose. He likes to know things; to be first in anything; to be thought of as a learning resource. It’s so much better than being an inept rifter, floundering, seen as a liability; one of his greatest fears at the start, and likely something she can relate to.

So Strange finds himself leaning forward, hands laced together on his desk, locking in. ]

Have you noticed any commonalities to when it happens unintentionally? During moments of distraction, or strong emotion, or a particular time of day? —for this or the tentacles, really. Either/or.