[It feels the movement of a living creature beneath it, and clings on tighter, fearing the exact flick that might have come. There has not been anything for it to fear before now besides hunger. This experience is new.

It's new, and it...

It's not moving, any more. The creature has stopped.]

[Almost instantly, his own hold looses its frantic quality. He's calmer, now that it isn't going to throw him...though he couldn't say what it was that caused him to think this.]

...

[He doesn't let go yet, however.]