Aksai cast an invisible barrier around him and Naisha so that their conversation would remain private. He then urged the young girl to speak freely.
Naisha, now fully conscious and focused, looked up at Aksai with a serious expression.
"Big brother, I saw... well, nothing. It's not just me; even my master wouldn't be able to predict your future."
Aksai's eyebrows raised in surprise. "What do you mean? Why can't you see my future?"
Naisha sighed and took a deep breath. "You don't have a future bound by the Threads of Fate. You're what we call an anomaly of the highest order in the boundless cosmos."
Aksai still didn't understand, his confusion evident. "An anomaly? What does that mean?"
Naisha nodded. "Yes, let me explain. My cultivation technique is special. It allows me to glimpse into others' futures by observing the Threads of Fate attached to them. Every mortal has these threads, which shape their destiny for the most part.
It is really hard to be lonely very long in a world of words. Even if you don't have friends somewhere, you still have language, and it will find you and wrap its little syllables around you and suddenly there will be a story to live in.