Chap 240: Stiffnecked
The professor became fully lit once the tall bookshelves were behind him. Touched by the light, the fine threadwork on his long yellow robe seemed to glow golden and contrasted with his dull brown skin. He squinted his pale blue eyes at the young guardian due to her prior words.
"The Metasyne, albeit mysterious, cast not its unorthodoxy as a defect." He stood beside his high-back chair which met his standing height. "Please, expound. Peradventure I misunderstood your use of words."
Szedra kept her stance and spoke across the wooden table between them. "Professor, sorry but I'm positive my aura-sensing is broken. Metasyne or not, this can't be normal. Maybe it has something to do with me," her lips trembled. "I don't know what else to think."
"Ah, thy aura-sensing." He stroked his long gray beard and rested on hand on the back of his high chair. "Verily thou speaketh of thy extrasensory perception."