"But he didn't die, and neither did I," she argued. "I even sicced the Skywalker boy on him to make sure he got treatment of some sort. Would you prefer I was weeping and wailing and tearing at my hair?"

"And the biggest thing on my mind is annoyance I can't change, vexation about not being able to use my telepathy, and wondering why everyone is making such a big deal out of this. Our classmates fly and have dragons. Am I really that strange?"

"I'm not shutting you out, Jack. I just don't feel the urgency about it, when so many others are clearly in worse shape. I can wait."