Eurydice didn't need to be told twice! She felt her heart aglow, and she focused her mind on Umberto. She didn't mean to meld with him. Really, she didn't. But she felt a touch of his thoughts at the edge of hers.
And his thoughts were not like others.
Other minds were like ponds. She jumped into them, splashed around for a bit, and came out to dry. Umberto's mind was like a vast ocean, roaring in the thrall of a heavy storm. His thoughts surged and lapped. They rose off into the horizon, far into the depths of unconsciousness and across several layers of thought at once. And they shone. Oh, how they shone! The light from that ocean drove her back with blindness. She stumbled away from him, and though it didn't help, she reflexively covered her eyes. She groaned quietly, her belief temporarily broken.
To an outsider, she would have appeared to stumble for no reason. And so vast was Umberto's mind, even he did not notice the tiny tracks along the shore of it. With his eyes closed, he sat on the floor, pacing out a stretch of it. Almost as if he were beating down a roadway with his feet.