"Rex?"
Six held back a yawn as he looked at the evo teen. Rex stood in nothing but his boxers and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. His body shook slightly and his eyes were downcast. He glanced up and gave a weak smile.
"Hey, Six. Can. . . can I come in?"
Six raised an eyebrow but stepped aside, letting the teenager in. The pure white door slid shut after him and the light flicked on. Rex stood in the middle of the room, arms and blanket shielding him. The younger of the two looked over at Six and smirked slightly, but it quickly dropped from his face. The agent looked down at himself. He wore a white t-shirt and green sweat pants. His ever present sunglasses had been put on before answering the door. What did the kid expect. He did not sleep in a suit. Six looked over at the clock. It was two in the morning. The kid had to wake him up now? He had been up till twelve.
"I remembered."
Rex's voice broke Six out of his thoughts.
"Huh?"
"I remembered. . . something. . . from before. It was short. . . only about thirty seconds long but. . ."
Six stepped forward and led Rex towards his bed and sat down next to him.
"Did you figure out who your parents are or your full name?"
"No. It was short and I didn't get much info out of it. . . but. . . I figured two things out. . ."
Rex wrapped the blanket tighter around himself. A tear dripped from his cheeks and Six realized the teen was crying.
"Rex?"
Six was unsure what to do. He was tempted to go call for Holiday. Before he could, Rex started to talk.
"Van Kleiss is my brother."
Six froze, stunned.
"He raped me."
Should I continue?