"Oh." Eva thinks through the last few days. To say they've been hectic might be an understatement. "Actually, I think Marco mentioned that to me. I must not have understood what he meant and been too caught up in the moment."

Eva's never one to leave a practical solution alone, even if she knows she'll never want to interact with another Yeerk peacefully, artificial body or not. "And I suppose asking you to leave Iniss in a jar until these bodies are made are just going to bring forth another outburst about how much he's changed and how Tom gets part-time autonomy, so that settles it, I guess. You hold all the power here. As long as you're not planning to leave that thing in the boy forever."

She feels exhausted. She doesn't like being angry at children, she doesn't like feeling helpless, and she doesn't like talking about being a host, and in the past hour she's felt all those things. She still doesn't feel wrong, though. The idea of Tom on Iniss' leash just so the Yeerk can be spared a few months in a jar turns her stomach.

Instead she just feels defeated. Rubbing her hands together to feel the motion, she sighs and slumps a bit.