See for yourself? Did Verchiel mean-
"You mean read her mind?" Katelina asked. "While she's asleep? Isn't that an invasion of privacy?"
"All mind reading is."
He had a point. Besides, if she could see what was going on in her head, she might get some answers. The trouble was she'd only been able to read minds by making eye contact. Her mother's eyes were closed.
"You don't need to stare into their eyes," Verchiel whispered, his breath tickling her ear. "You're using it as a crutch. Pretend you can see them, if it makes you feel better."
She looked into her mother's face and imagined her eyes. The same blue as hers, except for a tiny dark speck in the right iris. As a child that fascinated her. Her mother had laughingly told her it was an "eye freckle". She still remembered it. They'd been standing in the yellow and green kitchen, her mother at the sink, and she on her way to watch cartoons.