Osmund was very careful not to go more than three mph over the speed limit and stopped safely at every sign and light, in no particular hurry. Even though the situation might have called for just that. â€œI would have never guessed. You exemplify sanity, Simon.â€ It was his attempt at a joke, if a little dark. Hearing that his family was elsewhere was good though. He might have to watch out for the aunt and uncle, but looking for them could come later.<br/><br/>Why should he be worried anyway? Next to nothing truly concerned him; he trusted himself to be clever and invisible and trusted other people to never suspect a thing he did.<br/><br/>He pulled into a mostly empty parking lot and cut the engine. â€œYou mind eating on the drive home?â€ There was a tiny pause before â€˜homeâ€™;  he didnâ€™t know if he could call it that for himself let alone for a kid whoâ€™d never been before. Not that it changed the fact that he didnâ€™t want to sit around any longer than he had to. Every second someone had the chance to study Simon, the bigger the chance was that theyâ€™d notice he had a few strange little flecks on his skin.