Page 92 of Cosmic Soul

“Perhaps he needs something from us.”

“What can we do when Prince alone hears and sees him?” Wyn asked in a grumble and sank to the bed, the sheet bunching around his legs. “It’s the middle of the night.”

NAID’s head tilted to the side again, and I couldn’t help but stare at her. If there was anyone in the universe that I wished to see, it was Nana. I missed her so much.

“I will attempt to apply the algorithm we have been working on,” she said.

“I suppose now is as good a time as any to test it,” Wyn said, scrubbing his hair before snagging his screen.

“Hey,” I yelled, jumping, to get their attention.

“Anything?” Wyn asked.

“There is some movement in the variance.”

Wyn dragged a hand over his face. “It’s going to be a long night. Let me get dressed. Caleb, turn around or float through the door.”

I complied.

When Wyn called my name, he was dressed in soft black pants and a loose white tank top, the collar stiff and almost brushing his jaw. This was a much better look for him than the uniform. He seemed more approachable. Though uniforms weren’t really supposed to make someone appear more friendly.

While Wyn and NAID made adjustment after adjustment, I talked and talked, trying to get them to hear me. I needed to leave something for Fyn behind to remember me by.

As the sun crested the mountains in the distance, I spoke again for the millionth time. I needed to get back to Fyn before he woke up.

“Come on!” I begged. I wasn’t sure if I was talking to Wyn, NAID, the magical Crystal, or the whole fucking universe at this point. I would plead my case to anyone and everyone if it meant sparing Fyn even a dash of pain when I was torn from him.

NAID said, “I heard him.”

“You did?” I asked at the same time Wyn did.

Her head bobbed up and down as a huge smile spread over her face, making her eyes disappear into her baggy skin. “I did. Caleb, it’s lovely to speak with you.”

“Thank god. I didn’t think this would work. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted it to. To like the extreme. I need it, but I figured I was waking up Wyn for no reason. I mean, his ass is nice, but he’s not Fyn and it’s not a reason to wake someone up.”

“What’s he saying?” Wyn asked.

NAID blinked. “A lot. He likes to talk.”

“Well, so would you if basically no one heard you,” I remarked.

She ignored me and asked, “What do you need?”

I glanced at Wyn. I wanted this to be private. “Can we speak in my room?”

“That is easy enough.” NAID translated what I said to Wyn.

“Perfect. I stayed up all night, and get to miss everything exciting,” he said.

“Thank you, Wyn.” I wrapped my arms around him, and he shivered.

“You’re welcome,” he replied when NAID told him what I said. “There is more work to do, but now, we should be able to talk more. Seth will enjoy conversing with you. I think being the lone human here is harder for him than he or Prince Kalvoxrencol anticipated.”

“Yep, lots of talking.” I was such a liar.

Leaving Wyn behind, I went back upstairs and poked my head into mine and Fyn’s bedroom. He was stretched out on the bed asleep. Returning to the couch, I said, “NAID.”

“Yes, Caleb.”

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