"Read minds." Aleron echoes the words, trying to make sense of what precisely that entails. He's never heard of such a thing, but it sends his heckles up. "Like blood magic?"

Because firstly, he's not going to stand idly by, even in his wretched and half-mad condition and allow blood magic to be used. Secondly, he already knows mind control of that sort will not work on him. Not that he wishes to divulge that to someone he barely knows on a sane day.

Though, to be fair, the Seeker was stripped of weapons years ago when captured and more sensible heads than his deemed it too dangerous to re-arm him. His violent outbursts and attempts to restrain people on the trip back affirmed that was a sound decision.

But at present, he's not acting out or sounding aggressive. Just suspicious. Nothing personal at all, Doctor.