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I had not wanted to admit how much of Aleksi's thoughts were a jumble. I could however get a very clear idea when he was yelling. Which he was. Aleksi was one of the loudest broadcasters I had met. Second only to his mother. Most the time I could block it out but sometimes, like now, I just could not maintain it. I was tired and agitated. Aiden had never been great at shielding. He did well to keep himself blocked though.