"It would be a greater risk, cutting off Julia's frequency, searching for Walt's."
"But Julia could help him then!" the general said.
"No, because then those on her frequency would come after us. There's more of them." Dr. Norvel pressed her forehead wearily.
"We've got to do something."
Walt's voice cut through the confused babble. "I'm trying to reason with them."
"... he hears their thoughts," Julia whispered.
Activity ceased. Breathing seemed to cease.
Walt stood erect, motionless, grim. His body was taut. His eyes were bright with tension.
Your focus rods can't penetrate! he called to them.
He braced the shielding against another assault. It came and passed. I can hold the shielding as long as you can!