Keefe had to take calming breaths to relax his racing heart. ELEVEN abilities is actually insane. "I get why Forkle wanted to wait now." He muttered under his breath. He didn't think Abbie would hear him… he was wrong.

"Forkle? As in Mr. Forkle? The creepy scholarship guy?" Abbie shrieked.

Keefe had forgotten that they actually met, Forkle obviously wasn't good at hiding his shock when meeting her.

"I guess? I don't think he's creepy but you obviously had a very bad first impression."

Abbie stared at him like he was an idiot, "It was worse than bad, I thought he was a creepy old man trying to snatch me for sure."

Keefe stalled, unsure what to add. "Well, do you think you can handle what I'm about to tell you? We can worry about your abundance of abilities later. But I need you to take a second and calm yourself down. I can feel your panic from here." He said as he waved his hand in front of his face.

She looked like she had seen a ghost when she asked "You can feel others emotions too?"

Now it was his turn to be shocked.

"Yes I can… Normally I can only feel Sophie Foster's emotions in the air, but I can feel yours as well. Pretty strongly too." He added with a smirk.

Her face turned red, but Keefe pretended not to notice.

"Wait, you can't feel everyone's from across the room?" She said, confused, "I have to put the little mental bubble around my brain to keep me from going insane!"

He shot up, amazed at what he was hearing. "So you're telling me that you can feel everyone's emotions if you let this 'bubble' down right now?"

"Yes…" She stammered.

He smiled wide, "That's so cool Abbie, like I don't think you realize how cool that is."

She gave him a small smile, "It was cooler once I figured out how to block them out."

Keefe sighed, he didn't want to ruin the progress he was making with her, but it was getting late. He had to tell her the big bomb drop and get home with her.

"Okay Abbie, are you relaxed?" He knew the answer was going to change as soon as he asked that question and he felt her heart drop from across the bench.

"Well I was… just go ahead and tell me what horrible thing you have to tell me."

Keefe barked out a laugh, "It's not horrible at all. I just remember how hard it was for Sophie to adjust after she learned it and I feel bad putting that on you."

"I can handle anything."

Keefe laughed, that's exactly what he had said to Mr. Forkle when he was telling him his assignment.

"I know, I'm just trying to stall so I can figure out how to say this."

"Well just give it to me straight Keefe, don't try to butter it up like a pancake."

Keefe laughed, her accent was something he had never heard before, Forkle said she lived in Alabama, he didn't realize that different parts of the lost cities spoke the same language, but in different ways. "I'm not sure what a pancake is, but I won't butter anything up for you."

Her shocked face was soon replaced by laughter, "Okay well you're weird."

"You're not human." Keefe blurted before he could stall anymore.

She kept laughing, "Okay Keefe, I understand that I'm different with my abilities. But I'm still human." She paused to stare at him, "Oh okay, you're not joking."

Keefe was hesitant, but he grabbed her hand and squeezed it. It worked.

"No, I'm not joking. But I bet things will make sense when you're allowed to go to the Lost Cities."

"If they're lost, how did y'all find them?" She forced out a laugh, pulling her hands away to run them through her long, brunette hair.

He laughed too, slowly realizing how similar them two were.

She stopped laughing and stared at her hands, which were shaking.

Keefe grabbed them back and tried sending the cool breezes of calm into her mind like he does with Sophie. She made a startled yelp and ripped her hands away.

"How are you doing that? What did you just do?" She asked, freaked out.

"Relax, I told you I'm an Empath, and I can do that with Sophie and you only, I'm not sure why. I just send some calming emotions into your mind and it usually works."

She sighed, "It did work, I'm just panicking right now. Sorry."

"Abbie, don't apologize. Shoot, I'd be freaking out way more than you are right now. Like if I thought I was human and then was told I was an elf I would flip-" He rambled.

"I'M AN ELF?" She yelled, he'd obviously forgotten to mention that part.

"Yes?" Keefe said casually, hoping she wouldn't bolt. She was his ride to his new home after all… if she let him stay with her.

"Keefe you can't just casually slip out that I'm an elf. Like am I going to the North Pole? DO YOU MAKE JACK-IN-THE-BOXES LIKE BUDDY?" She yelled hysterically.

"Well I don't know who Buddy is… and I don't know where the North Pole is." He laughed, "I already told you, when everything is ready you'll go to the Lost Cities."

He thought for a second, "Let's walk, you need to get home and I need to explain everything before you decide you're crazy. Which you're not."

Keefe finally began to explain to Abbie what exactly he was doing there, praying she didn't take it hard.