"Shoot! Where'd he go?"
Augustus stopped in his tracks at the mental query, knowing precisely what was going on. He sighed, not for the first time questioning the decision to teach Razputin acrobatics of all things. Still, it was better than Ona's current task: teaching the boy to merely control his psychic abilities. Just this week he'd answered twenty separate thoughts, managed to light a stack of fliers on fire, and simply disappeared in broad daylight….
And it was only Monday.
Speaking of multiple offences, though…
"I know you're up there, Razputin." The elder psychic called into the shadowy upper section of the tent.
"…Darn it."
There was a telltale creaking that meant the trapeze was being swung back and forth, and Augustus was able to make out his son's silhouette moving from his seat on the swing's bar and flipping back to the tent's main support. Unfortunately, this didn't go off without a hitch…
"Whoa!"
His timing slightly off, Raz let go of the bar prematurely, and just barely managed to get a hold on the wooden platform he'd been aiming for. For a moment, Augustus was certain that his heart had stopped, and he was just about to call up to his son when the boy simply hauled himself on top of the platform. He knew he should be worried by the lack of concern that Raz was displaying for his own safety, but at the moment, he found himself thanking the powers that be for the cool head that his son had managed to keep.
Just a moment later, the child was back on solid ground, staring up at his father questioningly. "How'd ya know I was there?" He asked, green eyes wide with wonder.
For a moment, Augustus found himself speechless…but decided that words really weren't necessary. There was no doubt that Razputin could hear his racing thoughts, maybe even feel how scared he'd been (and, to be honest, still was). If the lesson didn't sink in this time, they'd have a nice long chat about it, then.
"Really, Razputin?" The man asked, instead, "It's the third time you've tried this past hour."
The child blinked in realization. "…guess so." He paused for a moment, clearly distracted by the heavier message being presented to him. "I'm gonna get extra practice sessions, huh?"
Augustus smiled, "Without a doubt, my little troublemaker."
There was another pause, "You're not gonna tell mom 'bout this, are you?"
"No." The elder replied instantly, "Definitely not."