Was it possible Elliot’s dreams showed visions of his past existence? Happiness swarmed like an infestation of locusts within Cedric. Looking back at Elliot, he remembered something he had almost forgotten. It was the look in Edward’s eyes; a look of yearning. He knew that look Elliot displayed, and if the time had been right, Cedric would have kissed those lips he missed so much.<br/><br/>“No, I’m not doing anything. Tonight’s perfect." He replied in a reassuring tone as he reached up and took Elliot’s. Once on his feet, Cedric brushed the grass off his pants and then waved back at the other man. A smile stayed stuck to his face, but it was sad to see him walk away even if he knew they’d be seeing each other later on. After Elliot left, Cedric wasn’t sure what to do for the next set of hours. Across the street he could see a clock tower. Other than Elliot, the clock was one of the only things he found recognizable in this freaky place. He could read the hands on the clock and it would remind him of how much time he had until he had to be back at the park. Till then, Cedric figured he’d explore the town. Walking down the sidewalks, Cedric was gradually introduced to more and more of Elliot’s world. There was so much he didn’t understand, but for Elliot he was going to try and learn.<br/><br/>As he walked around, many things caught his eye. He was able to read the words ad he passed by them, but some of the words he read weren’t anything he had ever heard before, but he believed that things would click for him eventually.  Technology that the people of his time hadn’t even come close to discovering was in every nook and cranny of this city. Although unsure of what they were exactly, Cedric spotted stoplights, neon signs, crosswalks, fast food joints, payphones, cellphones, motorcycles, lawnmowers, vending machines, water fountains, and so on, but what especially caught his attention was the televisions he saw through an electronics store window. It was like tiny people were placed inside a light box.<i>Just how do they do all this? </i><br/><br/>Cedric didn't stray too far from the park since he didn't want to show up late, and more importantly, he couldn't wait to talk to Elliot again. He was just close enough to be able to see the old clock tower in the distance so he knew about what time he should be heading back to the park. As he made his way in that direction, he took notice that the sun was making it's way towards the horizon line, but it was still light outside and would be for awhile. Cedric had thought about what he was going to do about himself. Like, where was he going to sleep tonight? And since his stomach was howling and running on empty, how would he be able to find something to eat? Of course, it crossed Cedric's mind to tell Elliot he was destitute, but that would be embarrassing to just admit. The king went from having everything to having nothing with a single sip of an elixir, but the sacrifice was worth the struggle in the end. As pathetic as it was to consider waiting this out, Cedric figured Elliot would find that out on his own sooner or later. Edward was the most caring person he had ever met and so Cedric assumed Elliot would try to help his situation once he uncovered it.<br/><br/>As he walked towards the spot he were to meet Elliot at, Cedric noticed Elliot, his outfit change and just how fresh the he looked. Even if the attire of this world was something so drastically different, Cedric had to admit that Elliot looked like one of the shiny gold coins he kept in the vaults. He waved and smiled. “You look very presentable.” Cedric greeted in a compliment. It was unknowingly a strange thing to say since Elliot was just dressed casually, but it wasn’t like Cedric knew the difference.