Yanna, Qorgan Agent

393 AC - It's an instinct you develop when you learn to read body language and all those non-verbal signals that people send out, sometimes against their will… Fear, aversion, interest and many other clues that reveal our thoughts, even if we try to hide them. The Rear Admiral is successfully hiding many of these concealed messages under her stoicism and the reserve that goes with her rank. But it's not enough to fool a trained eye. She's sniffing around. She's looking for something, and trying to hide it from her peers and superiors. It's a jarring combination. She knows her actions are illicit. Her tense muscles give it away. But at the same time, her determination indicates that she's doing it with a sense of justice. She wants to dig something up, but bury it at the same time.

I don't think she's a threat. As a matter of fact, I think I could use her. Ever since she visited the prison, she's been targeted. Twice, even. She survived the first attempt on her own. The second time, I had to use a mind impulse to make the butler trip, ensuring that the poisoned drink fell to the ground before he could serve it to her. What hornet's nest has she disturbed? Now I need to choose my strategy. Should I keep my distance and simply watch? Should I take a look into her mind, at the risk of leaving evidence of my foray? I could also try to make her an ally. I close my eyes and reach out to Suha. What would you do, my love?

YANNA