Rey knows that the agent's brain tissue is folded into the glittery nerve lobes of the shreek who ate him. No doubt the man is staring at him through the eyes of his shreek with the same shameful mix of horror and hopeless resignation he himself feels. But there is no way for devoured men to communicate.The slither of syrups in the gutsacks shivers with the shreeks' mutual joy at their successful feeding. Both bellies are full, and there will be no need for them to fight. As a couple, they can better stalk their next meal and perhaps even join others on the endless hunt. They unclasp the fangmesh of their faces and swim away together under the starry sky and the night's two moons.file:///F|/rah/A.A.%20Attanasio/Attanasio,%20A.A.%20-%20SoliS.txt (94 of 94) note 1