Barriers still down, Renata sensed that moment of reluctance along with all the rest. "Ah, no, I am not compromised," she murmured, touched and almost amused by his scruples. So much about him reminded her of Donal, his quick grace, his ease in the natural world, but in this, he was Allart all over again. (And yet she was not tempted to draw analogies beyond these surface correspondences. His mind and the resonances of energy that ran through him were unique to him alone.) "I offered to share what you felt, so that I might better understand you. Now I do."