"What do you mean you can't feel him??" Lillian asked, staring at Jel with concern written all over her face. "Jel."
Looking at his hands, Jel quickly shoved the concerned look on his face down before smiling at the woman.
"Just kidding."
He quickly dodged the plate thrown at him by the woman, listening to it shatter against the wall behind him.
"The fuck, Jel?? Don't worry me like that!"
"Sorry. Sorry." He said quickly, holding his hands up in a surrender motion. "I just wanted to pull your leg a little bit."
He looked at the two kids completely ignoring them as they looked at the blood bags in the pot, boiling over.
"Well, I hope you all will have a good breakfast." He said, giving them a dramatic bow before he walked to the room. "There is somewhere I have to be."
"You are leaving already?" Tory asked, looking at Jel sadly. "We just met each other."
