Liam walked into the room. The steady beeping of a heart monitor filled the silence. He never knew how to start. He sat down by the bed where his father watched him. Hardly conscious, unable to speak, his father looked at him, showing that, though he was near his end, he still understood.

"Dad?" Liam said, smiling sadly. "I'm back again." He told him, still not sure how to continue. He wanted to tell him that he was hiding his ability, that no one knew, that everything was okay, that he didn't need to worry, but it wouldn't leave his lips.