Jason was trying to figure out how she knew his favorite type of cake and ice cream. It was his twins favorite too. He hadn't commented and had quickly removed his hand when he realized theirs was touching. His actions showed he was confused why he had done that. A part of him was still there. Deeply buried beneath the pain and torture he had underwent. He wouldn't touch her again most likely. Not yet. It hadn't been done on purpose. Maybe he was a bit comfortable touching her but wouldn't be if he was touched. Maybe it was his way of trying to show appreciation. That is most likely was what it had been.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~At her parents house~~~~~~</div><br/><br/>Her father had just gone into the study when his scrying crystal ball started glowing. Wondering why it was doing that he ventured forth. Walking over to the ball and picks it up. Sitting down in the chair. "Hello?" he says. Waving a hand over the ball and smiles as he sees it is his daughter. "Hello Sable. How are you today? To what do I owe this surprise call?" He asks softly. Hoping everything was alright. He looked at the crystal ball. Setting it on the desk. Facing it as he wondered what would have been so urgent that the ball glowed blue versus white.