Cougar's still writing before he tucks away the notebook, giving Jake an unimpressed look. He misses the telepathy, because it had been so much easier to communicate when he didn't have to speak. This is awful, too, because he can't just shove Jake.

No, now he needs to will him into submission with glares alone.

"What did you touch?" Each words is slow and firm, with a point to it. Because this sort of thing doesn't just happen, Jake must have come into contact with it. After, he points to the springs, a pointed look at him. "Walk."