It was always a strange sensation when he first made contact with another sensate. Being completely linked to someone so personally, feeling everything they were feeling, knowing that one of you needed the other’s help in some way... it was surreal. He spent more time with some than others but he’d never really met Capheus until they’d banded together to save Riley. Yet here he was now, in Nairobi with the sun beating down on him the same way it did in Mexico with the other man standing next to his side. “So this is the Van Damme?”












