...okay, well, he didn't expect Caleb to actually address the dad-shaped elephant in the room. Chase's jaw twitches a little as he stares at the other boy, really taking in Caleb's words. It's just... weird... that Caleb wouldn't be thrilled. He has more Power now, doesn't he? And his father was barely alive as it is. The way Chase sees it: Caleb came out on top.
His own birth father did the same thing for him, just a month or so ago, and Chase never once felt sad about it.
"What a hero," he finally says dryly, because that last part, about keeping others from that fate? It makes Chase bitter as hell.
He could've used a friend like that when he was thirteen. Now it's too late.
Anyway. He lets out a short sigh and casts a glance back at his weeping ghost mom. Maybe... maybe talking a little will make her calm down and go away. Ghosts only stick around for unfinished business, right?
"So, what, quid pro quo now, right?" Chase spreads his hands and shrugs. "I was a baby when my mom died. I don't remember her. I don't even know anything about her, except that she was our age when I was born. That's it! That's the whole tragic backstory, okay?"
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His own birth father did the same thing for him, just a month or so ago, and Chase never once felt sad about it.
"What a hero," he finally says dryly, because that last part, about keeping others from that fate? It makes Chase bitter as hell.
He could've used a friend like that when he was thirteen. Now it's too late.
Anyway. He lets out a short sigh and casts a glance back at his weeping ghost mom. Maybe... maybe talking a little will make her calm down and go away. Ghosts only stick around for unfinished business, right?
"So, what, quid pro quo now, right?" Chase spreads his hands and shrugs. "I was a baby when my mom died. I don't remember her. I don't even know anything about her, except that she was our age when I was born. That's it! That's the whole tragic backstory, okay?"