[ Oh.

Anderson rewinds her memory back to herself at fourteen, and says more gently, ] I couldn't focus that well either, when I was that age. I can't see the future, but I can read minds. When I really go deep in, I have to have someone watch my back, too.

I assumed that was why they asked me to guard you. [ Familiarity, or maybe lumping all the freaks together? Anderson doesn't care. ]