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"Are you all right?" Jac asked. His voice was filled with concern.
"I'm fine, but that's one very strong but well guarded mind." Santi said, wiping her brow. "She's right you know, she could've very easily hurt me. Her mind has some major safe guards. She knew the instance that I entered her mind. I did grab one thought before her guards fell into place."
Jac raised an eyebrow. Santi continued, "She has very strong emotions for Dammarow Heir. All of them are not pleasant."
"So, what do you recommend?" Jac sighed.
"First, I'd warn Dammarow Heir. Secondly, I'd get her into an exercise program for her body and mind. So she can learn better control of her mind and to be able to lower her defenses." Santi stretched. "As for the transporter sickness, her simulator will fix the problem in a couple of days. She should notice a relief of pain by tomorrow."
"Thanks, Santi. We appreciate all you have done." said Jac. He gave Santi another smile and left the facility.
I just hope that it's not too late for Amy to learn better control or she'll never be able to use the full services of a medic, thought Santi as she watched the door close.