“What about it? You came to tell me they all think I’m a freak and a threat and I’m getting moved to an isolation tank.” I say it so blankly, like there’s no feeling behind it, but honestly, I’ve had this worry in the pit of my stomach on and off for hours.

Isolation tanks dampen gifts and make you unable to do anything much about them. If they think I’m some kind of freak of nature, I can totally see Juan using that as an excuse to contain me. It would solve the whole imprinting issue and his son being in danger. I would literally live in a steel...