“Are you all right?”
Coughing, turning back to the cocoon, Todd nodded. “Ye-yeah.” His voice sounded shaky and weak. “Gimme your knife.”
Nick handed the weapon over at once.
“We need to find out who this is, or was. I’m betting it’s the real chancellor, but we need proof. We need to see. What did you say about the kelbit knowing if this was messed with?”
“It can connect with the host, feel what he or she feels, use their memories and emotions. So anything we do to whoever is in there, the kelbit is going to know.”
Todd nodded and used the very tip of the knife to ease a few of the strands apart, giving them a closer look. “Can you hold the light closer?”
Nick shuffled nearer and leaned over Todd, taking the lantern, holding it so it was dangling from his fingers.