[ The lurch in her stomach and throat is too solid, like the floor beneath her feet dropped out. What he says doesn't make sense, can't be real. Can't mean what it sounds like. ]

I don't think there's a telepath in the world who could get into my mind without me knowing they were there.

[ Five minutes ago she would have sounded absolutely certain, but she doesn't anymore. Something is wrong, but what's wrong -- it can't be that. She's certain of it. But she doesn't know how to convince him of that. She doesn't have the reach into his mind that she would need for that, won't use it to convince him of something anyways. ]

It might not be possible, but something has happened.