"Flares, scatters, - waves, maybe. I didn't really think about it. I guess I expected it to move the way bombs propagate in space, radiating out in silence. I didn't expect - the way it stays, hunches over something and devours it, like an animal. I didn't expect it to surge and flicker and then - keep being there, just as much. And the noise."

He didn't expect that at all.