"I walked through the walls, silly," Jin said, tittering.
Doctor Alan grimaced. "But that's—"
"Impossible?" Jin raised a brow.
Doctor Alan closed his mouth shut. Then, he mulled for a bit. He had seen miracles after the Great Rendell's death. Practically nothing was impossible. He then looked up at Jin again. "What do you want?" His tone grew sonorous. It was a strong business voice of demand.
A clone came sauntering toward Jin with a hot jug of coffee and a tea cup. The coffee was made the Coffee Maker in. Doctor's Alan's room. It handed the hot cup to Jin. Smiling, Jin clutched his hand to the handle, and watched as the clone poured the coffee into his cup. The clone nodded, and walked away.
Jin sipped the coffee. "I've already gotten what I wanted." He didn't look at Doctor Alan when he said.
"And what might that be if you don't mind me asking?" Doctor Alan asked.
