“They just kill the body when they are ready to move on. The coma isn't working completely,” Axandra pushed back, referring to the same report he used for his argument. “We've seen it happen. As long as we get it in a jar, we can hold it for a while.”
“Keeping it in the jar isn't the problem,” Quinn said in near panic at his wife's suggestion. He wanted to help, but he wanted her safe more than anything else. It was his selfish right as her bonded husband. Experiments had shown that the Stormflies were able to precipitate certain actions from a distance. “It's what the damned things do while they're captive. We can't keep it here.”
“You have nothing on this planet that will completely contain one of these creatures,” Casper interrupted.
“There. It's a terrible idea.” Quinn latched onto
