"I am also trained in kinesics, and Eidolon is either nowhere near good enough to fool me or so good we cannot hope to outsmart him. I am rather certain he is not aware of any causal connection like that, either."

"Then should we tell him?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Pop.

Bounce to Maitimo -

"I'm not perfect at this and don't like making high-stakes decisions off my instincts about people I don't know."

"But she's telling the truth, right?"

"Think so."

Pop back to Legend and Alexandria. "Who should tell him."

She's enhelmeted again.

"If you can bounce him exactly what you saw Scion think, the way you did Legend, he will not waste time denying it."

"...he'll be incredibly shaken by that, though," Legend tells Alexandria.

"Yes. But the alternative is him building an internal tower of justifications and rationalizations and denial which will take time to dismantle."

He doesn't say anything to that.

"- okay. I can do that."

Where's Eidolon -

Sitting on a roof.

- pop.

"—Epic. Hello. Thank you for all your help," he says, his voice echo-y under his mask.

"Of course. I read Scion's mind, I showed Legend and Alexandria and I want to show you but for what it's worth they thought you'd be shocked."

"...show me what?"

"What is going on in Scion's head."

"Why would I be shocked?"

- fine. He bounces it.

And Eidolon reacts as if he's been punched in the gut, as if all the air's been knocked out of him. He uses his hand to prop himself up on the floor and starts breathing heavily.

"He's... wrong," he says.

"Oh?"

He just shakes his head. "I didn't—I don't have that kind of power—"

He's probably just trying (and failing) to convince himself.

Wing-hug?