“It’s just a chip,” he told Sally, after injecting it in to the meat in the fold of her hand, between the thumb and forefinger. “It’s gonna link us.”
She smiled, looking down at her swollen stomach, “Cuz we’re not linked already?”
He smiled back, rubbing the spot on her hand. “There, all done.” He looked her in the face, stooping down a bit and peering into her eyes. The pupils dilated slightly, as they locked with his, the way they always did. “Hold still.” He peered a moment longer. One dilated again, the other twitched slightly, and widened a little more. He noticed the slightest fraction of independent movement in it. “Good,” he breathed. “You’re both still here.”