Yes! Remembered is remembered!
Shaun
Free from his toad in the hole, Shaun made his way around the shopping centre, searching for that ice cream place and those people sitting in its window.
He walked past one with a familiar name, but it didn't have anyone siting at the window. just as he walked past the door, someone ran out and barreled right into him. Surprised, he glanced at an upset Ella before she moved past him, holding tightly to Alex's hand, who looked like he was going to explode.
Shaun took a tiny step away from him.
The others filed out, looking confused, angry, or just irritated.
"I didn't even get to order," grumbled someone.
"Whoa," Shaun muttered, regretting that he'd come. "What's going on?"
"Ella cut her hand?" said Maggie, unsure.
"Where?"
With a frustrated growl, Ella turned towards them. "Will you guys come on?!" She guestured madly. "Let's get out of here!"
Shaun grabbed her hand, red with blood. He didn't know why he did it, he just did. His hand closed over the cut and then he felt a strange lightness rush through him, like he had gotten up too quickly.
"What are you doing?" Alex shoved him roughly, focing him backwards.
Shaun looked up at him, a little frightened. "I - I didn't mean-"
"Will you leave my sister alone?"
Ella frowned at her hand, then looked up at Shaun, confusion in her eyes. Shaun felt like kicking himself. He'd only been with these people for an hour at the most and already he'd made an idiot of himself. He just didn't know what had come over him.
"Alex..." Ella whispered, holding out her hand to him.
He frowned and glanced down at her. "What?"
"My hand..." she showed him her hand and looked back at Shaun. Shaun felt an overwhelming urge to run at the look she gave him. "It's fine."
Shaun saw her hand. It was unmarked. A diziness ran through him.
"Shaun - you healed my hand."
**Thinking he doesn't know 'bout his power.
