Familiar Face
Time passed, and the two boys slowly found themselves in an odd yet somehow functioning conversation.
Kris would mumble outer barely discernible words that could easily be misconstrued for something else, and Mike with his uncanny intuition would translate them nearly perfectly and give an adequate reply.
It was also at this point that Mike felt that he needed to truly address his instincts. At least, the part when it came to reading intent.
He knew his instincts were a sort of passive function that formed as a result of his senses being so potent, but he genuinely wondered how that worked. Because from the looks of it, their accuracy was so good it was borderline mind-reading.
He wanted to ask the system, but he felt like it was something he could figure out himself, which is what he tried to do.
He asked Kris another question about combat, and Kris once more mumbled a reply.
