The boy looked like someone just gave him a car for his birthday. Hope filled his face. "So...you're saying we can use them again? Our powers? I mean, i've been feeling them. I think. I'm not sure. I barely used them. But why wait, that means we can try to escape? Why haven't you destroyed your bracelet yet? Do the MSP forces know?" A true torrent of questions came out of David. The boy was truely happy. He couldn't wait to use his powers. Maybe he would attempt to lift a chair when nobody was looking. Or maybe even the table!?

But a dark truth crawled inside his mind. This was a one-shot chance. They would be able to show that they could use their powers only once. If someone was foolish enough to make a show out of it, everyone's chances would be ruined. So if they had to show it, it would have to be to escape. That realisation pushed away all happy thoughts as his face grew grim. "If we want to escape, we have to do it soon, not?" he asked with a deep, grim voice.