Lohan felt, with growing clarity, his own internal reserve of biomass plummeting as the flow kept leaving him and heading into Lisa's body.
It wasn't a feeling of pain, nothing like that, but there was an uncomfortable weight to it, something close to what he imagined the feeling of emptying your own pockets down to the last cent would be like.
'Less, less, less,' he thought, mentally tracking every fraction leaving him.
Unlike Elysium, where the game's system clearly displayed the exact number of Biomass accumulated, in the real world Lohan had no conveniently available interface to check. But after so much time handling that energy in both worlds, he had already developed an almost instinctive sense for quantifying it just from the intensity of his own internal reserve, like someone who learns to estimate an object's weight just from the effort needed to lift it.
