“Tell me more about how you can’t understand faces. When did you realize that was a problem?” “With Naomi. Because I can understand her face.” “Why is that?” “Because…” She struggled for the words. They came haltingly. “She has… a larger soul.” “Pardon?” “Her soul isn’t just heavy as worlds, it’s large too. It spills onto her face. It’s in her scent and eyes and face; it cannot be ignored.”