Needs
Since he'd been awake, he'd been working on trying to stay as calm as he could. Somehow his emotions had been moving spirits and making bulbs explode in the slightest twitch. It was difficult to have to control his anger, his fear and most of all his confusion about what he was even feeling at all. But he was sleeping when Alinith retook the Temple and became its Master. He sat up straight from his sleep and suddenly felt the pang of hunger that he'd been missing. The ache of his head and the throb of his limbs!
He understood very quickly why his Father had sometimes gone days without eating when he'd been its Master - it provided as best it could even if it couldn't understand what the flesh really needed. It was such a blinding ache that he didn't check on Chi who was laying right beside him this entire time and was on his feet, padding through the hall in his pajamas to get to the kitchen.
Food... dear gods he could smell it... and his throat was parched. Foodfoodfoodfood....AHA!
The icebox was stocked somehow, and he didn't dare question the how or why. It was a gift from the Titans themselves and he grabbed some sort of hoagie and some fruit and a dinner roll... juice and some jerky and started to dig in even before he sat at the table. His happy moaning and swallow grunting was all that could be heard...










