Once Peter put his hands on the "Ike's" palms, he quickly retreated his hand as quick as a snakebite, and whipped his fingers around.
"Come on, he isn't dead," Micah said. "Open his hands."
Peter nodded and slowly reached towards his hands again, and this time he persisted and he opened it, closing his eyes and wincing.
But then, when he opened his eyes, their mouths dropped open.
It was an orb, that sparkled blue and it seemed to have a little imprint of an eye.
"The Heather Eye," Micah muttered, as he gave out a smile.
"We just won the war," he said. "But that means, this is Dr. Vicks!"
Immediately their mood changed, quickly doing a double-take between them and the scientist, almost near faint.
"We got to help him!" Micah said.
"Like we're not gonna do that," Peter hissed sarcastically. "Help me pick him up."