I thought about trying to get him out of the chains but decided against it. I wanted to attempt healing him, and I wasn’t sure I had the energy to do both. The scientists fed me well after each experiment, but I hadn’t eaten after the last one, and I was shaky. Not as bad as it was prior to the plane crashing into the Amazon, though. It was amazing knowing just how much stronger I had grown, even in only a few weeks’ time. Maybe it was because of how much practice I had been getting at the whole dying and regenerating? Mating magic.
