"Hey. Where'd Chiro go?" Angelina asked, looking around.
"He went up that tube thingy!" Tommy pointed to Chiro's orange tube.
"In other words, the kid went to his room." Sprx translated.
"Can you take me there?" Angelina questioned.
"Sure." Sprx shrugged.
He led Angelina to the bedrooms.
"Hey! Kid! Your sister wants you!" Sprx called. "Man that sounds weird."
Chiro stepped out of his room. "What is it?"
Angelina noticed streaks down his face. "You've been crying, haven't you?"
Chiro shook his head. "No way! What makes you think that?"
"I can tell. Chiro, it's okay. That was a hard story to tell." Angelina assured him.
Chiro looked away. Angelina realized he was crying again.
"Kid, it's okay to cry sometimes. Everyone does." Sprx piped in.
"Do you mind giving us a little time alone?" Angelina asked him. "I need to talk to Chiro privately."
Sprx nodded and left. Angelina and Chiro went back into Chiro's room. They were silent for a while.
"Mother's last prophecy to me was that I would leave Shuggazoom for several years and, when I came back, she would be no more." Angelina finally whispered.
"Mother's last prophecy to me was… I don't want to talk about it…" Chiro trailed off.
"Come on, Chiro." Angelina urged. "I told you mine."
"You see…" Chiro paused. "Her last prophecy to me is a secret. I won't tell anyone."
"I told you mine." Angelina put on a puppy face.
Chiro shook his head. "Nice try, but you'd just try and stop it."
The alarm went off.
"We'll talk more later!" Chiro shouted, jumping to his feet. "We've got trouble!"