Sarah cocked her head, the spiky black hair sending tree branch shadows on the wall. She could hear him, She could understand Mr. S when he spoke. So what if it was a bit staticky, he was understandable. With more rituals and spells, she would soon be able to really hear him. A smile split her face.<br/><br/>"Well, if the 5-0 are all over your place, you can just stay here with me. Just if you hear the fosters coming, maybe you can step into the closet. In a few days the fuss will die down." she answered, bouncing on her bed. She was overjoyed that Mr. S needed her.