Stephanie didn't resist her, just kept holding on to thoughts of Marcelo. Her mind was a treacherous place, though much progress had been made. There were the thick cancerous vines of unfamiliar manipulations, along with the more subtle traps laid by a master telepath. She felt Marcelo's hand in hers, guiding them along the path.

I can see where to go. There's ... there's where all my ambitions were played upon. To keep me involved even when I should have known better.