Pain. Pain and heat were all she felt at that moment. She knew it was her own fault, he told her this would be a hard, and dangerous process. Humans always had a hard time becoming bonded to their stones, but she was taking a risk far greater, becoming integrated. He had told her that humans often would try to steal stones and that most rarely notice, so he had told her he could make it so that could never happen, that he would never leave, and that it would hurt.
What he hadn't told her was just how badly fusing his mental imprint to hers would hurt. It felt like her brain was melting and that her skin was on fire, not the best thing to feel somewhere underground in the middle of what used to be Nevada. “ I'm so sorry My Aria. Once your fever brakes it will get better.” She knew he felt bad, it was as much of a part of her as it was him, he was in her mind as much as she was now in his. He places a cold cloth over her forehead, how he got it she wouldn't question, it mad