Brain tendril

I put my hands on the desk in front of me near his face, and then I used glamour to keep anyone from seeing what I was doing.

I sent a tendril up beside his eye, and into the eye socket, sending it winding toward his brain even as I used every bit of glamour to keep him unaware of what was happening. It wasn’t working completely; he was aware of a pain in his eye socket, but not what causing it. Once I reached the brain there was no pain there.

He grimaced.

***

I was pushing my tendril up into his brain, looking for that sweet spot; it took me a moment, and in the process, I was doing damage to his brain. His thrashing around didn’t help, either; it was causing even more damage than what I’d intended to do.

This didn’t bother me at all, and I suspected it wouldn’t bother me all that much once my emotions returned either.

There it was.

***

Brains