<All right. Give me a second,> I said.
I detached myself from his brain. Immediately, I was blind and deaf again. A feeling of vulnerabilty crept over me. It was a feeling the Yeerk didn't like at all. I mentally shuddered as I wriggled through his ear canal. They are the enemy, I reminded myself. Eventually, I felt a slight change in temperature, and then, a falling sensation and a mild impact. Good. I was out.
Demorphing was a disgusting process, because this time, my eyes grew first. The world around me quickly shrunk back to normal size. I could feel my insides churning, my heart beginning to pump again. The bottom half of my body split in two while a pair of arms grew from the side of my body. Thick, gray-green flesh melted away and became soft and human. Hairs sprouted from over my body. Bones that had completely disappeared reformed and shifted inside of me. At long last, my mouth appeared, a slit in my face that grew larger and expanded inward. I suddenly felt my stomach heave. A thick, dark mucous began to pour from my mouth. I stood and shuddered in disgust. The morph was complete.
"Never morph into a Yeerk," I told Edward.