Drake looks down at his lower belly, and then rubs at the only slightly visible bulge, feeling squirms and kicks.  He looked over to the man that had the ax when they met, gazing straight into his eyes.  "It's been about an hour, and now Billy is what<span style="font-weight: bold">you</span>would consider alive.  I could let him out now, but he'd only be an infant, he still needs to 'age' ".