After School Special
Fixed, removed it.
“Yes, I’d asked after getting footage of her argument with Mrs. Hollister the other day, I know that argument was at least tangentially about Dan,” Jack mentions as they walk, his arm reaching around to cup her other side a little, only to get ‘pinched’ on the side. He glances down at the action and then, knowing what it means, sort of smirks.
The boy does not clarify what she looks like just shakes his head and acts like he has been caught doing something. A hand raising in the air to ward her off.
The question earns her a little shrug. “I feel it, it’s just you aren’t really causing any stress to the nerves, so no pain? I can still feel things, everything is just brought down to ‘acceptable’ levels for me. A handful of lava? Probably feels ‘very warm’ but I’d know that it’s still hot? I’m guessing, here, of course, I’ve never actually picked up lava, but I expect I could,” he mentions amiably and leans down to kiss her on the top of the head affectionately.
Watching as the firetrucks go wheeling past in the other direction, he catches the faint smells of fire in the distance, then turning his head where they’re headed, he shakes his head.
Pulling out his cellphone, he sends off a quick text to HT and Gutshot: Fire on Hennepin ave., people trapped.
Even as he is sending the text and waiting for a response, he looks down at Lydia. “Fire, people trapped,” he tells her. “I’m checking to see if I should go or if someone else is going,” he explains.