"Are you sure about that?" Rizz commented.
"You got the seal less than an hour ago. So I wouldn't exactly call you an expert at telepathy. Some people end up sharing all of their thoughts by accident. I've experienced that first-hand."
Gerrart's energy was dashed. He knelt there. Somewhat hollow.
"I see. I can't say that's not impossible…"
Gerrart's eyelids flickered, unsure whether to blink over and over or to shut entirely. Neither option seemed to help the wolfkin's troubled thoughts.
With a tender smile, Rizz held the enchantment needle and brush. "I get that you like the concept of the [Prayer] skill. But I kinda gave it to you as an experiment. For that, I apologize.