[ he offers rose a slightly stilted one shouldered shrug, followed by the tiniest of winces when the motion pulls on the burned skin hidden under his bandaged chest. ]

That's what you think maybe, but all the school bullies saw me as an easy target on my first day at Brookland.

[ alex wrinkles his nose slightly a the mention of time travel before deciding to dismiss it as a side effect of the cream soda rose drank earlier. even if she has been sounding more coherent the longer the sat. he can treat it as some sort of hypothetical thought experiment for now, it's hardly hurting anyone. ]

And you have to leave those messages where other people can find them too? Wouldn't you know yourself well enough to be able to figure out a place that only you would come across?