"The center... He saw his future self talking about it in a vision." I contemplated loudly while watching the doctors fumbling on Kenny, always speaking for a moment and then nodding at each other.
"What was his future self like?" Mrs. Howard asked, and I could hardly answer that.
"I don't know." Only that these visions contained me offering my ass to him, with him apparently accepting it—which I couldn't really mention to her.
"You will naturally go with him should he go to there, am I right?" She turned to me and raised her eyebrows in silent challenge, an expression that made her look just like her grandson.
I smiled.
"Where else would I be?"
"Good. If you lose him again, I won't be as lenient as I have been until now." Kenny's grandma looked back at the patient on the bed.
"Mhm. I don't expect anything else." I also turned back, and we saw one of the doctors coming, his big smile foretelling good news.