Yeah, she can compare them pretty finely and tell when two threads are identical or similar or whatever.

And given that they're not really threads and not really unidimensional, she can actually vary some between them, somewhat continuously.

So she can poke different… parts… of the object with the threads, okay, that seems weird.

What about on her end, can she move around slightly where on her she affects? Or is this going back to the other – connections – that make her want to lick things, instead?

Other connections, yes.

More or less. This is really just a metaphor and it doesn't map correctly to the thing, it's all just one great big fuzzy field but threads is easier to grasp without going insane.

Well she'll poke for the clicky bit on the end of a pen, then.

She feels appropriately motivated to press it.

So she– almost does! Then stops and tries poking-or-connectioning-or-whatever the nib instead.

Same dealio.

Can she somehow poke the pen to herself instead?

Much harder.

… Fortunately she was being careful, and about a minute later she does in fact (by way of phone alarm) recall that she was testing things.

She keeps testing things, for a while, before she gets bored again and wanders off for food.

That evening, Sadde's waiting for Theo to pick him up again.

And Theo does!

… And looks at Sadde as he gets in, just a little.

Which is only to be expected, since he's. You know. Getting into Theo's car.

"Willow said she'd pass, today, seeing all those sick people was getting to her. Any word from Matt?"

Of course it's only to be expected.

"Doing a thing with his parents. Movie night or something."

"Oh. And Ev? She coming?"

"Not tonight. I think tomorrow, though."

Theo looks at Sadde again! It was probably quite a long look, for a vampire, seeing as upgraded perception or whatever, but overall not that long.

Who is definitely not paying attention to that, no, sir.

"You know, if you'd asked me how I'd feel about saving several lives a day during the summer two weeks ago I'd have expected it'd be... grander. Somehow."

"Maybe we need, like, a tally." Pause. "That you can see."

"I'm not sure that will help. Might just end up turning them all into numbers."

Theo shrugs. "Maybe we should go find some of them, later, I find out how they're getting on or something. Might be a bit creepy."

"Yes, bit creepy."

"Then I don't have to do it, do I."

"Nope, probably not. My feelings are superfluous anyway."

Theo shrugs. "Not if it'd make you less likely to come along, but I guess I can do it myself anyway."

"You could, I guess. You haven't been—uncontrolled, lately, but I'm not sure how much of that is one of us just being around all swaying."