With those alarming words Old Man Seed focused on consuming the bottles of wine, muttering about their taste, and something about how he was enjoying the alcoholic beverage made Rowan to accompany him.
Bringing a bottle to his lips, Rowan felt a chill down his spine and he stopped, the old man was looking at him with a strange glare, Rowan paused and after considering for a while he threw the entire bottle in his mouth and like Old Man Seed, he began to chew, the resulting smile from his grandfather indicated that he had made the right choice.
Rowan shrugged and joined him in 'eating' the wine. If he wanted he could chew stars, so eating bottles made from wood and glass was nothing. For a while, there was silence as in a few moments both of them consumed hundreds of bottles.
With Old Man Seed satisfied he spread his hands wide and gestured to the tunnel they were traveling through,
