Davis gently lifted Esvele from his lap and made her sit on the bench layered with a soft mattress.
"…"
Esvele blinked blankly.
She still held herself in a quasi-fetal position, lifted up like a princess, wondering why she was placed down like that while Davis took two steps back.
Did she do something wrong? Had she said something strange?
Davis stared at her while standing, wondering if he should reveal his diagnosis.
He had no idea if this parasitic physique had gained consciousness, but if it did, it might react and harm Esvele. However, if it had consciousness, he would've noticed already through his karmic thread. He was wondering if it had the ability to hide that as well. If it didn't, then that would mean it still hadn't birthed a consciousness.
