I grabbed hold of Wispvine and the Manuari together as I closed my eyes. Instead of viewing biospheres from the perspective of plants, I saw the world through the eyes of this Manuari.
You don't need a host any more. Your people have found a cure.
Have they? The Manuari asked in astonishment, not believing the lie.
Yes, and if you let me help you, none of you will get sick again.
How do I know you're telling the truth?
Because Ishaah, we are already one, you and I. You know my thoughts, and I know yours.
That can't be. If my people ever discover that I've been compromised, they'll kill me.
Ishaah, they already know, and now we're at peace.
Are we?
