"Will you calm the heck down?!" Raten shouted.
Vorden was continuously pacing up and down as he saw Sil take control of the seat in the black room. It was a rare occurrence. Sil usually came out in times of danger and even then, once the danger was over, he would return back to his dark corner. Yet for some reason, Sil seemed to be slightly changing ever since Vorden had first met Quinn.
Vorden liked the change and thought Quinn would eventually be a good influence on him. But now was not the time. They were in a tense situation and Quinn had enough on his mind. Vorden could do nothing but stand there. He was afraid if he was to approach Sil, he might freak out and remain in control for the whole time.
"Vorden, are you okay?" Quinn whispered back.
Sill quickly shook his head rapidly. "I told you, my name is Sil. I have been waiting to meet you Quinn."
Quinn did not know how to react to this. He calmed down and started to think. How did Vorden manage to escape the interrogation with the girl? Was it something to do with his power? Or something entirely different? Right now, Vorden was claiming to be a different person. If the person before him didn’t look exactly like Vorden, he would have believed him.
"Maybe it is an ability he copied before coming here?" Quinn thought. "A mind swap ability which allowed Vorden to fool the girl. Vorden, you are a genius."
"Nice to meet you Sil." Quinn smiled back. "Thanks for helping us back there, we really owe you one."
"No problem at all." Sil said. He lifted his hand and started rubbing Quinn’s curly hair, as if he was a cute dog. Quinn was starting to have odd feelings about this. If it was just the two of them in a room, he would have pulled away or even pushed Vorden, no Sil back. But they were still under watch and he didn’t want to cause a scene. "If you ever need any help, you can always call me."
Inside the black room, Sil left the chair and walked away. As he crossed Vorden he said, "Thank you, it looks like he won’t become another Caser after all."
Hearing that name brought back bad memories for Vorden and Raten, but now was not the time to think about it. Vorden quickly rushed over to the chair and took control. To Vorden’s side was Quinn, however, his hand was still on top of Quinn’s hair. His face went bright red as he pulled his hand back.
"Sorry about that...that was... that was..." Vorden started to stumble on his words.
"That wasn’t you, I could tell." Quinn replied. "Good thinking on the mind swap thing. For now, as long as none of us were seen that day, we have nothing to worry about."
As the words left Quinn, he felt something fade away from his body. He was losing an important part of himself, the connection with something was being lost and he knew exactly what it was.
"What’s wrong?" asked Vorden.
Grabbing his chest, Quinn replied, "I think it’s Peter. He is hungry. I can’t control him for much longer. I’m already losing the connection."
"But it was only yesterday that he had his fill." said Vorden, making sure to keep his voice down.
"I know. Guess we are just unlucky. At this rate, if he doesn’t get it every day, he will continue to starve. And I’m afraid when he is hungry, I can’t control him like I did earlier."
When Vorden heard Quinn’s words, his mind went back to the time before he came to Nathan’s office. When he entered the room, he remembered seeing Layla pointing an arrow at Peter.
’Did it already start back then?’ Vorden thought.
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