He hadn't been sure he hadn't dreamed the portal at first, the flash of light that accompanied it. Or it could have been one of the fireworks, assuming he had woken up before getting yanked around. He didn't like all the uncertainties surrounding the situation, but it wasn't the worst thing he'd been through, and that counted for something. It didn't even make the top ten for worst things he'd experienced.
The only real problem with saying he couldn't rule out supernatural happenings was the fact that someone was always going to ask him why. No one had had to tell him not to talk about what he was, what he could do. The first time his father had called him a freak had been enough for him to figure out people wouldn't just accept what he was capable of. The very last time his father had called him a freak had been the day Kavinsky had convinced himself that the only person who would ever understand him was another dreamer. There'd been Prokopenko, and he might not be a dreamer but he'd handled things with more grace than K would have expected, all things considered--far better than how Ronan had treated him.
"I- the short answer's 'magic', but the longer answer..." He looked over at her, gesturing with a nod. "If you tell me why you look like you've been a vampire's chew toy, I might be inclined to elaborate." And by 'inclined' he meant he might feel safer, depending on the answer. Part of him absolutely expected it to have nothing to do with vampires, but the potential alternatives he could think of weren't so great, either.
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The only real problem with saying he couldn't rule out supernatural happenings was the fact that someone was always going to ask him why. No one had had to tell him not to talk about what he was, what he could do. The first time his father had called him a freak had been enough for him to figure out people wouldn't just accept what he was capable of. The very last time his father had called him a freak had been the day Kavinsky had convinced himself that the only person who would ever understand him was another dreamer. There'd been Prokopenko, and he might not be a dreamer but he'd handled things with more grace than K would have expected, all things considered--far better than how Ronan had treated him.
"I- the short answer's 'magic', but the longer answer..." He looked over at her, gesturing with a nod. "If you tell me why you look like you've been a vampire's chew toy, I might be inclined to elaborate." And by 'inclined' he meant he might feel safer, depending on the answer. Part of him absolutely expected it to have nothing to do with vampires, but the potential alternatives he could think of weren't so great, either.