No, he wasn’t oblivious. He was just very good at hiding his reactions.
But tonight Corey seemed agitated, leaning against the edge of the fire pit Kris had cooked their dinner over. He braced one hand on the edge and reached with the other to the stone he’d shoved tapered end first into the coals.
“See this?” he said, yanking the small stone bulb out of the fire pit. “It’s glowing now. After what, thirty seconds in there? It only took a second for it to light up when we opened the door at the surface. I want to know how the f**k these things work. What powers them? What the hell are they made out of?”
“So take it with us back to a lab and look at it under a microscope. We’re coming back here, you know. We just need artifacts. We don’t need to prove anything while we’re here. Corey …” S
