Zoran felt a huge sense of relief as he checked his symbiot. It survived the month of hiding and the sudden departure with minimal damage. Abby unknowingly helped to heal it. When she touched it, she gave a part of her essence to it, giving it the needed strength to heal.
He watched the images flash through his mind as his symbiot replayed how Abby came twice a day, spending close to an hour just talking to it. She would run her hands all over it as she stroked it while whispering words of reassurance. He heard her talk about him. She had been worried about him. She was afraid he might not recover and afraid of having to call someone to come look at him.
She didn’t want others of her species to know about him because it would be too dangerous. She told his symbiot she was doing everythin
