rifles through the backpack, pulls out a diaper, raises an eyebrow What the fuck's this? You shittin' yourself now?
"C-Can y-you not t-tell..M-Mom.. I-I don't w-want her t-to be a-a dissapointment!"
pauses, staring at Cendata What the fuck are you talking about? Why would your mom be disappointed? What's going on here? Spit it out, kid.
"C-Can y-you keep it b-between u-us! M-Maybe g-get rid o-of this one."
narrows his eyes, gripping the diaper tightly Keep what between us? What are you hiding, Cendata? Don't think you can play games with me.
"M-maybe you should take me s-somewhere..."
stands up abruptly, towering over Cendata Take you somewhere? What the fuck are you talking about? Look, I've had enough of your cryptic bullshit.
"J-Jeremiah, Please take me s-somewhere where I-i won't be found...
takes a deep breath, then grabs Cendata by the arm Alright, fine. You want to play this game, huh? Let's fucking play. Get in the car.
drives to a secluded spot, still gripping Cendata's arm tightly Alright, spit it out, kid. What's the big secret?
"I'm... special." He muttered barely audiblely.
releases Cendata's arm and looks at them intently Special? What do you mean by that? Are you some kind of fucking superhero or something?
leans against the car, crossing his arms Alright, Cendata. I'm listening. So, spill it. How are you "special"?
laughs sarcastically Powers, huh? Superpowers? Kid, you're pulling my leg, right? Tell me you're just messing around here.
shows him a video of him using telekinesis
squints at the video, his expression changing from skepticism to genuine surprise Holy shit... You're not kidding, are you?
rubs his temples, sighs heavily Alright, kid. We need to figure out what the hell is going on here. But first, we need to lay low.
looks up at Jeremiah, eyes wide with fear Lay low? But...but where, Jeremiah? Where can we go?
looks around, assessing their surroundings We can't stay here. Too many prying eyes. opens the car trunk and pulls out a duffel bag Pack your things.
"W-Why do i-have to p-pack m-my things!?"
raises an eyebrow, glaring at Cendata Because, kid, if we're gonna lay low, we need to blend in. And if people recognize you, we're screwed.
rummages through the duffel bag, handing Cendata new clothes Here, put these on. And leave everything that identifies you behind. No ID, no phone, nothing.
checks the surroundings once more, then takes out a burner phone from his pocket Alright, kid. We need to stay off the grid. No more social media, no calls, nothing. We're disappearing, and we need to be careful.
pauses for a moment, contemplating We'll figure something out for your mom, kid. But right now, our priority is keeping you safe. Trust me, I won't let anything happen to you.
Swallowing hard, eyes glistening with unshed tears O-Okay, Jeremiah... I trust you.
places a hand on Cendata's shoulder, offering a small, reassuring smile Good kid. Now listen up, we're gonna head to a safe house.