In all truth Jason was scared to the point he was wanting to burst into tears but hadn't, his body still had a slight phantom pain. Other than that he was fine. Sure he never smiled, ever, but near Kinjo he did. Whatever the male had - Jason was able to smile. It made him feel good that someone could make him happy again. He was also excited to show Kinjo what he could do, he thought it was just some trick he could do. He had no idea about his race. James, now he knew. He studied it. He knew exactly what they were. James never would tell either. Though having a friend was Jason's secret. Smiling he looked to Bobo and held the furry monkey, chuckling as the animal picked through his hair, he had a gentle laugh one that held a tone that it was rarely used. He patted the monkey on his back and let him go before smiling at Kinjo, Jason thought it was funny that the monkeys were hugging him too.<br/><br/>He looked down to the monkeys and smiled, "Thanks for the hugs you two." he waved to them and looked to the sky. Darkness....<br/><br/>Blinking from the daze he saw the wolf, he followed his friend and the wolf. Looking around he then watched the wolf saunter away. Such a strange animal. Walking into the bed room Jason rubbed his arm, "I hope they are nice. Never had luck with foster people..." he muttered to himself and absent mindedly watched Kinjo for a moment before wandering around. He looked back to see his friend putting a top over his form, though when Kinjo was done and gave him pants he smiled, "Probably not. I loved the animals. Specially the monkeys." he said grinning and went and took his pants off before putting the pj pants on. Walking to his bag he grabbed a sweater he used in track and put it on. Stuffing the bloody jacket in his bag.<br/><br/>"Hippo? O, yeah the hippo. Will she spray me with water if I get too close?" he asked in a joking matter. Entirely wanting Kinjo to know he was alright.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Shaking and crying, curled under a clothed table the boy shivered. Outside of his shell was his father, one he loved but now the man was wanting to kill him! James had gone and beat the boy into telling him about his family. Now was using the powers he had to cast an illusion. Soon the boy yelped at hearing his father scream. Crawling out and looked up to see his mother alive again, standing over the father holding a glass pike from a delicate ornament. She was smiling as she looked up, the boy ducked under the table only to be grabbed by her and pulled out.He grabbed the old table and screamed before being tossed onto the bloody body of what he thought was his dad, but as he looked to the male. He saw it was a young male, probably twenty, looking as if he was scared to death. He was also missing an eye. The boy looked up to the woman and for an instant he heard something... but it was covered over with words of "Come here, let me take the pain away."<br/><br/>"Die you son of a bitch - you murdered my best friend!"<br/><br/>The boy screamed and rolled with the body on top of himself. Using it to be a sheild as she stabbed the body over and over laughing. James sat on the counter of the kitchen they were in chuckling, "Enjoying the corruption of the Human mind kid? Just imagine what would have happened if I had a wild animal. Or even a deranged rapist. Now then is some fun." Jumping down he went behind the female and pulled her into his arms, the illusion vanished to show a teenager with a scared expression as well as rage. Seeing the body with the knife in it she whimpered. She murdered someone.<br/><br/>His hand went to the one with the knife and removed it as she was frozen in fear, "Don't worry... he did kill her out of cold blood. Now as to the reason for him arching like that is because an innocent boy is behind him. Using an already dead man for protection. Such a cowardly smart move." he grinned and soon he showed his teeth before biting hard into her throat, covering her mouth and nose with his hands. The boy heard the muffled scream and bolted, just as he heard the shattering wail of someone who just had a limb broken and the rip of fabric. He didn't want to see what that man was doing. If those two were in this apartment... then there were others in this place. The boy hoped to avoid them.</span>