The girl obeyed, not out of any sense of duty or force of habit, but because this was Jolt, and she trusted him implicitly. This whole thing was new to her, the way he made her feel, but she didn't mind it. She just wished she could fully understand it.

But then, she thought, maybe she didn't need to know. Maybe it was better to just go along with her instincts right now. After all, it had been proven time and time again that her emotions occasionally knew more than the girl herself did.