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Every step reverberated through me. Though at least it wasn't making me want to fall over still. There must have been something in the potion Demetra had given me to make walking quicker to learn than for humans themselves, because I finally seemed to be getting it. One foot in front of the other. No other focus than that.
My head swam with thoughts of what I'd read earlier. A part of me wanted to bring up what I'd learned with Erickson, but another part was screaming for me not to. Even if I didn't understand where the latter feeling was coming from, I knew I should listen to it. At least for the next couple of hours while we dealt with the souls in the warehouse. I needed his help there and didn't want to risk it by revealing what his people had been doing to mine.
"Are you ready?"
