Then why is she standing there glaring at him? She mutters something under her breath in anger when she sees him.
"Jack!" Her voice is sharp and upset. Sparks dance on one hand but they won't go far. She isn't happy he is sneaking out.
"Come in." Her voice calms down. "We need to talk Jack."
You have no idea how worried I am kid. You can't just go out like this. Not on your own!
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