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I gave him a puzzled look “Huh?”
“I was already ahen you ca You norht, and even if you do cooes to work”
I frowned as I stared at hi my hardest not to look so impressed
“And you looked bummed as hell when you walked in Shit, you look buht now, even worse when Carver finished his story”
I cocked an eyebrow, incredulous “You spying on me, Mason?”
He chuckled “I try to get up to exercise if I can I was grabbing a drink in the kitchen when you ca to be fine Whatever it is, you tork it out”
I gave him a forced smile Mason didn’t know about the Apotheosis, either None of theood friends regardless I clappedit as thanks, and the two of us continued up the mountain in silence
We hit the plateau soon enough, the air even thinner and colder Banjo stopped in theas hefor who knohat But Carver seeether the two of the with precision in oddly synchronized motions
That hen I saw the the clouds They could have passed for stars streaking along the sky, if it wasn’t for the completely unnatural way in which they sped in different directions, flying in erratic patterns Every now and then the two lights would collide, then spark, then dash away again, circling each other as if they were locked in a duel
“Is – is that e’re looking for?” I said, my hands on my hips
“Hush,” Carver said, pressing a finger to his lips “There,” he added, bending to the ground and lifting Banjo by the chest, so that he looked like a teddy bear, belly and legs dangling in the air “You see them, Banjo? Do it for Daddy”
So Banjo did – it, whatever it was He opened his little jaws and borked a bork that shook the heavens If anyone on that mountain was asleep, they sure as hell had to be awake now
But more importantly, as the sound of Banjo’s bark spread across the hts in the clouds so that they flew completely out of pattern, then fell froht stretched and grew into the vague shape of a hunizable forms
Then they smashed into the earth Or the rock of the plateau,the mountain itself with the force of their iing the pain as he returned to his corporeal for deep furrows into the rock as he fought to right himself
“There had better be an excellent reason for this interruption,” the All-Father growled, glaring holes into my very soul