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With the end of class, you enter the hallway and wait for Ophelia to exit. Surely she can shed some light on your questions about the psionic link you shared with Harmony. After all, you clearly couldn't take your questions to professor Grombrow.

A few minutes later Ophelia exits the classroom, her bag slung over her shoulder. Its strap pressing between her breasts accentuating the curves of her bosom through her white button up uniform shirt. She walks with a quickened pace. "I am sorry but I dont have a lot of time today. The senior heads of each house are having a meeting today to plan an upcoming dance. But anyway, you had a question about psionics?"

You follow Ophelia down the hall and explain the events of todays psionics lesson; the mental link with Harmony, sharing images, and even how for a brief time during class she behaved almost friendly. "You see, after she guided me around the room, I could still see an image from her mind. Was this intended? Did she mean to continue showing me things? And could she see images from my mind at this time, before I intended to share?" Your distress apparent in your voice.

Ophelia stops in the hallway and turns to you, her full lips curving into a smirk. "It's impossible for me to presume her intent. Who knows if she ment to continue showing you images. Depending on the stength of the mental link, it is possible for a beginner to accidentally share more than they intend once they have started. It is also unlikely someone will share images before they mean to but, again depending on the stength of the mental link, stranger things can occur. The more important question is; what did you see?" Opilia questions you, her smirk growing bigger before she resumes her path down the hallway. "You seem almost in a panic. Did you see something juicy? Did it put naughty thoughts in your head? I told you, the girl is definitely interested." She laughs.

"Well it..." You pause to consider how you answer. Ophilia was open about sexuality with you and almost seemed to encourage you to pursue something with Harmony but you still didn't feel comfortable discussing the full details of the images of another woman with her. "Honestly, I think she was checking out my ass." You admit some of the truth to the head of your house. "And after we completed the exercise, she seemed to go right back to giving me the cold shoulder."

Ophelia laughs. "See, what did I tell you." She stops in the hall again at the base of a stairwell. "Just relax. The girl is probably just as confused about her feelings as you are. I suggest you give her a little time to come to terms. Now, I have a meeting to get to. Meet me in my office after dinner?" She doesn't even wait for your answer before turning to make her way up the stairs. Leaving you standing in the hallway alone as other students pass on their way to classes or lunch.

Talking with Ophelia has eased your tension but not completely. It is at least good to hear you probably didn't share images from last night's dream with Harmony. Although you still can't be sure.

With plenty of time during your lunch period remaining, you have to decide how to spend it. You could make your way to one of the dining halls to grab something to eat. Or you could try to find one of your friends or even Harmony.