I curse myself for my foolishness, stopping when I'm a man's-length away from him. I keep running, Father, is that all I know? Can I really, truly stop myself? I have to try. You said we were safe, far safer than Rapture at any rate, and that we can have a life here. A real life in the sun where we don't have to hide and run from anyone we don't know.

I force myself back, kneeling to start scooping all my purchases back into my bag. "I'm so sorry, you startled me and..." I suppose I should be glad that I didn't teleport to the other end of the hall, shouldn't I? I think that would have me in trouble right now.