The water rippled around Gage's fingers, sending tiny shivers of information along his body. It was almost like echolocation in a way, except he couldn't read the information as well. He slipped his eyes closed again and let his mind wander for a second. What would it be like to be a shark and read each movement of the water like most people read words on a page. Most people. He pursed his lips, feeling the pressure even if he couldn't see the expression himself. "Got it," he said, repeating the number back for Asha almost a minute after the other boy first said it. Gage just didn't feel rushed though. Tonight, they were all alone with each other, but unbeknownst to them, another figure walked down the streets, moving toward the little apartment Asha currently called home. The fact that the other wasn't there only infuriated him as he sat down on the steps to wait, a dark scowl coloring an otherwise almost perfect face.