Conner jumped a bit and looked at Cer. 'Did... Did you just talk in my head' he asked, her inside of her own head. 'Wait! Did I just talk to you in your head?' He asked, amazed at this power. He only know this kinda stuff was real in comic books, which before this he read every week or month. But he would probably never get to read another comic, well maybe if they got far enough away from those who were hunting them. Then he could relax and read all the comics he missed, but for now all he could do was work with this odd power he had. And stay alive with the help of Cer, the black wolf. Which he might call her from now on, the black wolf. He laughed softly to him self, he remermbered he never gave someokena nickname.