Axel paced around the cave, a chocolate bar in his hand, the thread of continuity in the other.
After much deliberation he had decided to explore the jungle, partly out of necessity and out of curiosity.
But mostly necessity, considering he had to find water, "But for now, I'll limit myself to a mile radius around the cave," he murmured, "but before that."
His gaze fell to the black thread coiled in his palm.
"I need to figure out how this thing works," he murmured. "If I'm going to play explorer in the monster garden, I'd better have an escape plan."
He sighed, remembering Amy's words. Once the bonding was complete, he'd receive knowledge of the anima.
He did, and it was truly awful. It hadn't been learning; it had been an invasion. Information jammed into his skull like someone hammering memories into place with a mallet. He could still feel the aftertaste of it, metallic, dizzying.
His face twisted at the memory.
