[The Archivist does not like this. Words crowd at the back of his teeth, wanting to come out.]

It's called the Beholding. Or the Eye. Or the Ceaseless Watcher. It-Knows-You. I'm sure it has a hundred other names that haven't been recorded. Those are just the 'modern' set.

[He bites down on his own hand to stop himself saying more than that as he sits heavily and waits for the desperate need to speak to pass. He knows his own abilities are unpleasant, in general. He's had some sort of truth serum forced on him and they never get easier to deal with.]