“Please tell me you know about bonds.” I hesitate, then shake my head. “I mean, I don’t understand it exactly. I’m not a shadow weaver, myself.” He draws his hand down his body. “Obviously. But from what I understand, it’s when individuals find their other parts.” “Other parts?” “Like a soul mate I guess. Although, it’s not necessarily romantic,” he muses, “or sexual. Although I’m gathering sometimes it can be that way.” “But what does it mean?” “It means they’re linked together for life. Their magic becomes bound together.”
