Richard
Taffy smiles slightly at this. They look down for a moment, before taking a deep breath.

"You promise you won't think I'm crazy?" He asks, a small sigh escaping his mouth. "People don't tend to like what I have to say. It's real shit."
Luke
Morgan rolled her eyes. "I won't think you're crazy unless you actually do or say something crazy. Like tell me you've got supernatural powers or something... That- that was a joke, I'm sorry I just keep talking, you're making me kinda nervous here. You feeling better?"
Richard
His smile growing slightly, Taffy takes another deep breath and brushes himself down.

"Newton's Cradle is a fucking scam," They say plainly, looking at Morgan again. "They're not... They're hiding something from us and I just... Whatever it is, it's not good. I started acting out, trying to tell people this, about a week ago. I only have very vague memories since then, and the next thing I knew I was standing here talking to you. It's almost as if they've... Fucked with me, somehow. I don't know. I'm sure I sound insane."
Luke
Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Um... I don't know how to tell you this, but that does kind of sound insane. Like, not totally impossible, given what we're capable of, but farfetched for sure." She scoffed. "I can believe they're hiding something from us for sure. It's a government run facility controlled by adults who generally could give a flying fuck about us all, but..." She shrugged. 

"As far as I can tell it's not like they're doing anything malevolent. There's supposed to be a curfew in place, and yet here we are, off campus after dark, and no one gives a shit. I could get a taxi, go to an airport, and be back in the states tomorrow, and I doubt they'd do more than put out a missing person notification next week when they realize I'm gone."

Morgan let out a sigh. "I've seen some weird shit here, but nothing that looks like anyone at Newton's Cradle actually wishes us harm. If anything I'd be worried about negligence."
Richard
A small 'huff' escapes from Taffy's lips. For a moment, he simply stands there, staring off into space.

"Do you really think it's possible to leave, though? Run. Change your identity. Avoid recapture. The other kids keep telling me it's impossible, but-"

Xe freezes in place.
Luke
Morgan shrugged. "I don't see why not." She looked around. "No one's here. Who'd stop you? The only reason I don't go back home myself is-" She paused. "Taffy? Hey, we don't have to talk about this if it's a problem for you. We can just go get some more coffee and talk about something stupid if you want." She gently poked them in the shoulder.
Richard
"I'm going to leave the facility. I don't care what I have to do," He says, voice shaking slightly. "I've had a killer migraine all week, been struggling to remember things, been acting like... Not me, and it all started when I said I was going to leave. Don't you think that's a bit weird?"
Luke
"I mean, maybe? My second month here, I had a few weeks where I could barely sleep, but I was still adjusting, I was worried about leaving my brother by himself, and about being on my own. Newton's Cradle went out of their way to let me take classes at night so I could have a closer sleep schedule to people back home. I'm sure they don't want people to leave, but only cause it's an inconvenience for them." Morgan paused and looked directly at Taffy. She stopped fidgeting, stopped joking. It was the most serious she'd been the whole night.

"If you really don't feel comfortable here, then stop thinking about leaving, and leave. Go. Get a bus going out of town, or take a bike and go. It's Europe, it's not like it's that far to another city." Morgan blinked, and broke eye contact. "That's what I'd do if I wanted to go home. I'm choosing to stay here cause I think that it'll be good for me and my brother right now. If I thought otherwise, I wouldn't be here. But, Newton's Cradle isn't for everyone. You need to do what's right for you. Full stop. Anything else is just... Less. For what it's worth, I hope you stay. I think there are some good people here, and I think for most of us, we'll walk away with a better understanding of our powers and place in the world."
Richard
"That's exactly it. Our 'place in the world'. I hate that parahumans are considered dangerous even before they do anything wrong. Even the ones who genuinely mean no harm. You act out one time and you get sent to a 'correctional facility'. I hate that name. 'Correctional facility'. It feels like a big fucking red flag to me. I didn't choose to be parahuman, and neither did anybody else."

After saying all this, ae goes silent again, aer hand curling up into a fist. Then, in a sudden panic, they place their hand onto Morgan's shoulder.

A sudden wince of pain flashes through their face.

Then a second, seemingly worse.

Then a smile.

"Don't worry, Morgan! There's no need to leave Newton's. I'm sure I'll find some friends soon enough. Come on, let's go get that coffee, okay?"

The look in his eyes as he says this seems completely different. It's almost as if any emotion or meaning previously there has simply... Vanished.
Luke
"I mean, sure we didn't choose to be parahumans, but a lot of us could fuck shit up if we were left unchecked. I disagree with the way they go about it, but I can kind of get where they're coming from, wanting to keep tabs on us. I got caught cause I knocked out a whole block's power back in my city. As far as Newton's Cradle is concerned, I'm a walking high voltage sign."

Morgan let out a tired sigh. "You know, I think I'm gonna pass," Morgan said. She felt... Uncomfortable with the whole situation. She'd tried to help what she had originally assumed was a panic attack, but this... This was out of her depth. Moreover, it was more strange than she was willing to deal with, and after the angel that tried to stab her twice, that was saying something. Better to just dip. "I've had enough of a break, I need to get back to work. But I'll see you around Taffy." Without waiting for a response, she started back towards the campus. "I hope you feel better soon."
Richard
With a sigh, Taffy groans, reaching into their pocket and pulling out their phone. This was a tiresome performance and, frankly, she's glad she doesn't have to do anything else and can just head back. Sure, coffee may have been nice, but the act was starting to slip and he's well aware of that fact.

They reach down and pick their hair bands up from earlier. They also grab the now empty cup of boba and throw it into a nearby bin. '*What a waste*,' xe thinks to xemself, frowning slightly.

After a moment of silence, the young twig of a person turns and starts to also make their way back to Newton's Cradle. They make sure to keep a safe enough distance from Morgan, as to not draw attention to themself as they go along their not-so-merry way.