When lunch came, I’d gotten my food alongside Theo who made sure to ask me if I was feeling better. I wasn’t. How could I? I’m dealing with a person—uh, creature?—that has no intention of leaving me alone. I’m not even sure that he can, now that I think about it. Once the Cronan Haze had lifted, I remembered his anxieties, his fear. He was scared of something and seemed set on keeping me with him, close to him. I couldn’t figure out why.
Is it possible that I’m not the only one feeling overwhelmed by the bond?
When we went to sit down, Theo went to a different table than his normal one and I noticed Phil glance over at him, confusion on his face. He shot me a questioning look and I just shrugged, shaking my head as I took my normal seat across from Charlotte. “What’s tha
