“I’m going to call Lock now,” she said. Her mind had already been on that, hoping the kid still had the cell phone she had given him. The mention of pizza brought a smile to her face. She remembered when she had made him try it. And the way he was looking at her— God, this had to work out. Tightening her grip on his hand briefly before she stood, she ran a hand over her face. “I think it’s like some monsters. How they can… turn you? I don’t know. I don’t know what I’m talking about.”
Was it possible there was a leviathan inside him? It made sense. Crush that light between our teeeeeeth. Guardians– “Neither do I…I only pray that it passes. And soon. I would like to sleep.” As if on cue, he yawned. “What would ye ‘ave me do in the meantime? I reckon I could sharpen the machete?”
