Edmund sits casually as Julian makes his attempt to read Edmund's mind. Edmund pictures a particularily hilarious incident in which the two had pranked a few of the school's more snooty students. He felt a little tingle, the only indication that the attempt was made as the chip did it's thing. It was actually a kind of pleasant feeling, but he ddn't feel any real intrusion.
"Get anything?"
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