**Discovery and Confusion**

As Jane continued to recover, Tarzan's curiosity about her body only grew. He would often find himself staring at her, trying to understand the intricacies of her form. One day, as she was sitting in the treehouse, he reached out to touch her arm, his fingers tracing the contours of her skin. Jane, anticipating his touch, didn't pull away, but instead, she looked at him with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. Tarzan's eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, without warning, he began to explore her body, his fingers tracing the lines of her face, her neck, and her shoulders. Jane, taken aback by his sudden intimacy, tried to communicate with him through gestures and expressions. Tarzan's confusion only deepened as he continued to examine her. He didn't understand why she was reacting in such a way, or what it meant. All he knew was that he was driven by a primal curiosity, a desire to understand this strange, new creature. As the days passed, Jane began to introduce herself and her world to Tarzan through drawings and acting. She drew pictures of her home, her family, and her friends, trying to convey the complexity of her life. Tarzan watched with rapt attention, his eyes drinking in every detail. But despite her efforts, Tarzan struggled to grasp the concept of human society. He couldn't understand why Jane had to leave her jungle home, or why she had to return to her people. All he knew was that he didn't want her to go, that he had grown accustomed to her presence. Jane, sensing Tarzan's distress, tried to reassure him. She drew pictures of her and Tarzan together, of them exploring the jungle and facing its dangers side by side. Tarzan's face would light up with excitement as he watched her draw, and for a moment, he would forget about his confusion. As they sat together in the treehouse, Tarzan turned to Jane, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw, and Jane's heart skipped a beat. She didn't pull away, instead, she leaned into his touch, her eyes closed in anticipation. Tarzan's face was inches from hers, his breath whispering against her skin. He didn't understand the sensation that was building inside him, but he knew that he wanted to explore it, to experience it again and again. And as he looked into Jane's eyes, he knew that he was ready to embark on a journey that would take him into uncharted territory, a journey that would awaken him to the very heart of his own humanity. In that moment, Tarzan knew that he had discovered something profound. He had discovered that he was not alone in the jungle, that there were others like him, others who could feel and think and love. And as he looked at Jane, he knew that he had found a friend, a companion, and perhaps something more.