Readers are not prophets, and they are not machines. They are people whose perception catches what others pass over: recurrence, structure, pressure, and warning.
Most Readers learn caution before they learn language for what they see. Their gift is not always welcomed. In some lands it is sacred; in others it is treated as danger wearing a human face.
Myntra’s sight belongs to this tradition, but it is not confined by it. She has always seen patterns others miss, especially in the movement of the Benava beneath the sea.
The archive records disagree about whether Reader-sight is inherited, awakened, trained, or chosen by proximity to older forces. The safest answer may be that no single explanation has survived intact.