Jared dug through his bag to make sure he had everything. Cal-traps? Check. Mines? Check. Wire? Check... (twenty minutes later) and CHECK! All accounted for! He made his way from his room and saw the bar had been blown to bits again..."Uhg," Jared sighed as he set his bag down and held his arms up in front of him. He consintrated on how the bar used to look, and then threw his arms forward. All the loose and broken wood surged back into place. When he clenched his hands, everything sealed back together as if it had never been destroyed. Content with his work, he re-shouldered his travel bag and continued down the hall...until he heard a crinkling sound and looked down. "WHAT THE H***! COME ON!" He swiped his hand across the ground and the pieces went back into place. Of all the buildings he built, why does he just HAVE to break this one!? There were three, THREE, untouched buildings that looked exactly the same as this one that he made, but CHARLIE wants to blow THIS ONE up because we ACTUALLY USE IT!

He slammed the front door open and cracked the wood frame, which made him twitch a little. He turned and fixed it in a second and walked forward. He boarded the train without talking to anyone, especially Charlie.