He smiled – and suddenly there seemed to be a pleasant significance in having been among the last to go, as if he had desired it so all the time.
Have you ever met someone with this degree of charisma? You’d know it if you had. The magnetic pull that a person like this can exert upon you is mesmerizing, lulling you into a warm fuzz of contentment, willing you to believe whatever is in the moment. This is much more subtle than the shock and awe of a motivational speaker for desperate losers; it’s a slow, singular seduction from which no one can claim full immunity. It’s more pleasant than powerful and therefore less resistable.