A Day In The Life Of A Guide

I grabbed hold of Wispvine and the Manuari together as I closed my eyes. Instead of viewing biospheres from the perspective of plants, I saw the world through the eyes of this  Manuari.

You don't need a host any more. Your people have found a cure.

Have they? The Manuari asked in astonishment, not believing the lie.

Yes, and if you let me help you, none of you will get sick again.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

Because Ishaah, we are already one, you and I. You know my thoughts, and I know yours.

That can't be. If my people ever discover that I've been compromised, they'll kill me.

Ishaah, they already know, and now we're at peace.

Are we?