Never once had Lynde ever intended to shock anyone or anything and that still remained true even after the light faded and Callahan's hair stood on end. Usually her accidental zaps resulted in some gentle scolding, requests from her parents to reign things in and occasionally more exacerbated frustrations. The problem was the little girl had no idea how to reign things in. It was no use trying to tell her to. All she knew was that it happened, not that the material of her clothes could influence how much static she built up or what motions might cause a spark to arc. She had no idea even what was happening or why some things suddenly didn't work after she had touched them. Poor Lynde was a walking ball of electrical destruction at times, especially times when emotions ran high. It was hardly a surprise her babysitter had quit and now her father worried this incident might lose him his job. It seemed he needn't worry about that for now however.<br/><br/>"I... uh... Yes sir. I will keep an eye on him." He stuttered in surprise as not only was the child fine but apparently his mother wanted him to stay there with them? None of this was making any sense to him but who was he to argue. Babysitting two kids couldn't be that bad right? Then again he might need to find more snacks in the employee cafeteria for them to share seeing as he had only expected to be caring for one child today. He looked at the two in utter confusion, especially as Callahan began to introduce himself just like his father. He was certain that the boy was merely imitating the man he spent a good bit of time with. If nothing else it was impressive just how exactly he mirrored the man, his form hardly off and that was mostly due to the difference in size and build.<br/><br/>Lynde on the other hand was completely confused by the motions. She had never seen her parents make such a gesture, and had no idea what to think of it at first. She cocked her head to the side, her eyes full of questioning of the boy in front of her. His words though would smooth over the interaction into a whole new topic as children easily jumped from one to the next. Without thinking to give her own name she jumped to his question instead. "I don't know... I don't know how I did it..." She said at first, very quickly getting lost in thought before her attention was grabbed by her ball once more. "But look what I can do!" Lynde suddenly squealed as she picked up the ball.<br/><br/>Just as she had before she started to touch the areas around the ball, the lights blinking while her fingers were nearby as if electricity was pulsing into them then fading as she moved away. Each light captivated her attention for a second, holding it only long enough to be fully illuminated before moving onto the next one. Finally, she stopped and offered the toy to him. "You try!" Lynde said excitedly, eager to see him do it too. They would both very soon be disappointed that Callahan wouldn't be able to make the ball light up. Most would assume they were different, that Callahan held no special abilities as he would be unable to repeat her actions. Both children would quickly seem upset by the ball not working for him.<br/><br/>"Papa... I think it's broken..." She whined, taking it back and waddling over to her father's desk as she tried to get him to fix the nonfunctional toy. Jorgen sighed, not knowing what to say. The toy had been nonfunctional from the start. It didn't have batteries in it. It was never going to work unless someone had another way to power it or put batteries in. He had been glad she hadn't figured out how to make it make music yet.<br/><br/>"Maybe we take a break from the ball kids. What do you say we all go on a little trip to the cafeteria and find some snacks?" He said, trying to deflect attention away from the ball. Eventually he'd need to explain to her that she was special, but to do so in front of the boss's kid, who for as far as he knew held no abilities, would be insulting to the young boy. That certainly didn't need to happen or to get back to his boss. Thankfully it seemed to at least get her mind off of it. Like a little puppy she was already bouncing around at the thought of snacks.<br/><br/>"Will they have stawberries?" She asked, mispronouncing strawberries like most children. That made her father chuckle.<br/><br/>"Only one way to find out. Callahan? Why don't you join us?" He offered.