Callahan jumped when Lynde sneezed suddenly. His head had been lowered, shaking back and froth to tickle her with his hair. He was only startled for a moment, and when he saw the huge bubble that was stuck to her nose he started to laugh as well. Her father was saying something to them but Callahan couldn't care less, he was just glad she wasn't crying anymore. Cal had no personal experience yet with crying, didn't really understand it. He'd never cried himself before. He'd only ever seen it on videos or cartoons and usually when that happened bad things were the cause of it. To his young mind Callahan was worried she wouldn't like him anymore, so when he saw her laughing again he couldn't help but to join in, especially with that big bubble wobbling up and down on her nose.<br/><br/><br/>It didn't take long for the big person, her father, to come back. That was how he tended to think of adults. As big people. The walk back was uneventful and he laughed and smiled as he shared some of his grapes with Lynde and he tried to ask her for some strawberries. Once they were back in the office he looked around, really looked around, for the first time. The office was a bit small but comfortable in its own way. There was even a couch and a few chairs off to the side. On the big person's desk sat a plate with something written on it but Callahan still couldn't really read much yet so he wasn't sure what it said. The big person's name he'd imagine.<br/><br/><br/>Next came the coloring books and it took Callahan all of about 5 minutes to become utterly bored with that. He started to look around again and his eyes settled on her father. He looked the same to Cal, the same muted colors as before. He wondered what it meant. Lynde was completely different, all yellow, white and gold. Bright and vibrant. Turning his head he noticed a mirror, but when he looked at his own reflection all he saw staring back at him was his own face. Apparently he either didn't have colors of his own or he just couldn't see them. Reaching over he tapped Lynde on the shoulder and lifted a finger to his lips in a quiet motion, before motioning again for her to follow him. Standing slowly he saw that her father had his back turned to them as he sat in his chair and talked on his phone to someone.<br/><br/><br/>Opening the door quietly he motioned for her to follow him into the hall. "Let's have some real fun.. and ice cream! We never got our ice cream!" he smiled from ear to ear and hurried off down the hall, his little legs propelling him much faster than what his size would lead others to believe was possible. Callahan had always had a good memory, he picked up things easily. His problem was that he tended to only learn the things that interested him and ignored the rest. Like reading. Boring. He'd been on this floor a few times in the past, and a few others as well. The first stop was the cafeteria again and it only took him a minute to convince some more ice cream out of the big people who were there. This time he had two bowels, and he handed one to Lynde. "Here! This is for you." he smiled brightly and motioned for her to follow. He had one more place he wanted to show her. Probably the most interesting place he'd seen so far on his few visits to his father's company.<br/><br/><br/>They had to take the elevator, but that wasn't a problem. The floor he wanted was used as storage and considered fairly low priority for security, even though Callahan didn't know anything about that. Once they were on the right floor he stepped out of the elevator with Lynde right beside him and he scooped another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. "Iz bis way." he slurred around a mouthful of chocolate goodness. There were a few big people walking around but no one gave them any trouble, at least not after Cal talked to them. One was even nice enough to point out the room he was looking for and open the door for them.<br/><br/><br/>Stepping inside he all but forgot his ice cream as his mouth opened in wonder. It looked like the museum he'd seen in a book once, or at least that was how his young mind registered it. Shelf upon shelf of stuff lined the walls and even the middle of the room. There were more than a few work benches and desks. Books, trinkets, rocks, all manner of things could be found here. A veritable treasure trove.<br/><br/><br/>The last time he was in here was with his father and he hadn't been allowed to touch anything. Not even allowed to wander and explore. That had always nagged at him, but now he was finally here and best of all he could show it off to his new friend. "Come on! Lets see what we can find!" laughing he took off down one of the isles and began to peer at each item one by one. Most of them looked really old, others he couldn't really tell at all. It had only been a few minutes when his eye caught one item in particular, a large piece of crystal, and his eyes opened wide. He could see it.. the lights. It was faint, but as he got closer he knew he wasn't mistaken.<br/><br/><br/>Reaching out he picked it up and it felt warm in his hands. He turned it over a few times, and each time he did the light seemed to get brighter. "Ooooo... pretty..." laughing he spun it faster and faster in his hands until it almost seemed as if the crystal was shining, at least to his vision. Little did he realize that the rock actually WAS shining, and even a normal person would be able to see it now. He stopped spinning it and held it up in front of his face, looking into the crystal and the light closely. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw something... move.. and then he got a real sense of someone, or something, looking right back at him. With a gasp he jumped back, dropping the crystal. When it hit the hard ground it burst into a bright white light for a moment before the crystal shattered into dust at his feet. Callahan could only stare at the spot in disbelief, but then he jumped and shouted. "NEET!!"