Cid wasn’t sure how you did it—how you managed to escape the grasp of all nation states who ensured that all Bearers were to be weaponized and stripped of their freedom, some enslaved and used as tools.

He thought perhaps your parents had hidden you all throughout your life, he thought… maybe you simply never used your Bearer abilities—whatever it was, the man was certainly intrigued.

“Would you like a drink?” Cidolfus offered, his fingers idly tapping against the table.