Ouroboros Spine Gaze

The boy was trying — Cerne had to give him credit. He grinned lazily as he watched the boy look into the obsidian orb, but the grin quickly faded as the boy's expression darkened, and he asked a question. Cerne did not quite understand the word, but he was able to assume the meant some sort of male figure. A father, perhaps.

"Try to focus on this missing man, think of what he looks like, and you may see his course in the orb as well." His words were quiet, almost fervent, and he nodded encouragingly to the boy. He was doing well.