[Maketh considers the biscuits and finally takes one. It would probably be bad form to pass out in front of Amos. She needs to establish credibility with him first.] There was a man under my command who could move heavy objects with his mind, or read minds if he focused. Sometimes he claimed to see the future.

[It's a simplification of the circumstances. The Inquisitor was never really under Maketh's control, no matter what things said on paper. She'd thought them on friendly terms until he executed her men. Then she'd realized that such things as friendship or even camcorder were impossible with something like that.]

You mentioned your world had magic. We called it something else on my home, but it existed just the same.