Skein reaches forth one tendril of his mind and engages Nissenson. With another tendril he snares Coustakis. Steadily, now, he draws the two tendrils together. There is no way to predict the intensity of the forces that will shortly course through his brain. He has done what he could, checking the ego profiles of his client and the consultant, but that really tells him little.
Synergistic intensities are unpredictable.
He has lived for a lifetime and a half with the possibility of a burnout. The tendrils meet. Skein the observer winces and tries to armor himself against the shock. But there is no way to deflect it. But when their minds join it is immediately evident that their combined strength will be more than Skein can control.