Do you think it vould be safe to drink from the river?”
“Safe for me. “Yeah, I think you’d enjoy that sort of thing.”
Whatever he has in his hand, he presses it down against my skin in a horizontal line across my tail. That would explain the rainforest and the language. Unless you want Jimmy to hear you scream some more.”
This is not what I wanted. “You don’t like this much, do you?”
“How vould you know?”
He taps a finger against his nose. Victor, however, is not happy. “Sorry. “That’s better. He literally rips off his own pants. Even if the water’s OK, you may throw up. Never before have I realized how useless it can be to heal oneself, when you cannot also heal the ones you love. I look up at the branches, forcing my mind to focus. Or me inside Jimmy?”
He laughs.
