He’d packed so much knowledge into his brain over the past hours, read book after book. He’d only scratched the surface. He wasn’t ready to defend them yet. He’d have to let them keep him safe until he knew more, understood more. He’d begun to see patterns though, to understand more about the things that were broken. He had no clue how to fix those things, but he’d find a way. He’d see the path once he had all the pieces of the puzzle.
