Think of the words and then think of who you would like to send them to and they will come to you in your head as if you are reading.

Lord John blinks as he tries to take it all in, grateful for her hand on his shoulder, a steadying touch. No, he supposes it isn’t any more absurd than traveling through time. Then again…

“I never believed you, you know,” he admits, at last. “You and Brianna. When you told me, the pair of you, of your — abilities. Where you were from and the things you knew. You trusted me with your truth, and I will be forever grateful that you did. But until I woke up in this place… I hope you do understand my dear how impossible it sounded at the time.”