I what?
Love?
Anders shifted his long body uncertainly on the couch. He didn't quite understand how this train of thought had begun. It annoyed him. The analytical young instructor was better off in the classroom. Couldn't science wait until 9:10 in the morning?
"I was thinking about you today," Judy said, and Anders knew that she had sensed the change in his mood.
"Do you see?" the voice asked him. "You're getting much better at it."
"I don't see anything," Anders thought, but the voice was right. It was as though he had a clear line of inspection into Judy's mind. Her feelings were nakedly apparent to him, as meaningless as his room had been in that flash of undistorted thought.
"I really was thinking about you," she repeated.
"Now look," the voice said.
