The Inconsistency of His Existence
On the way back, everything was mostly silent. Osho had Gale back on his lap, and the bird relaxed in his grasp as Osho idly stroked his feathers.
After a while, though, Osho addressed Gale through their bond.
'What did you notice?'
When Belle brought out the map piece (he decided to call it a piece as he couldn't fathom paper being called a fragment), he noticed that Gale had a strange reaction through their bond.
If there was one thing Osho had come to learn after his recent endeavors in making the bird stronger, it was that he shouldn't doubt his eyesight no matter what, as Gale's perception was simply uncanny now.
Gale was silent for a moment, then he spoke.
'That thing. It's heavy.' Hearing this, Osho frowned behind his mask briefly before he relaxed. He was about to ask how that made sense, seeing as he carried it with no difficulty.
