[ericthered]

Goliath gives a whimper.

The spirit gathers itself into a small glowing ball, and circles around Peter a few times before spiralling into his head. The sensations felt are enormous. Peter feels stronger, more alive, and less mindful of the cold air.

Goliath studies Peter with his head tilted, then starts sniffing his boy.

"What am I to call you?" The voice in his head is as disturbing when it had no source at all.
"You may call me what you wish: I have had many names, but I suppose you will prefer a specific name."