"Show me."

Lilaena took Pierce's hand, feeling the familiar roughness of it. What she was allowing him to do was insane. Her abilities in the Force were many, but telepathy was not one of them. Not only was she unable to influence even the smallest thought, but she kept her mind blocked up behind formidable mental walls. Because she could not control the mental aspect of the Force, it was in turn uncontrollable. If her walls fell disaster could happen - and had in the past.

Her mind could undergo irreperable damage, or do the same damage to Pierce. But, underneath all the talk and the hurt, she trusted him.

So she put her hand in his, closed her eyes, and opened herself up to his memories. Almost immediately she was beseiged by a blinding headache, but the images flitted by her mind's eye, and she was seeing what Pierce had experienced on Duros.

A tear trickled from the corner of her eye, but she kept the contact steady, her hand gripping his perhaps a little tighter as the pain in her head grew.