"But–" The boy rocked forward on his feet, then back to flat soles. "But what about the others? William, Ella...Zel..." The children who remembered their names. Were they there, too? Away from the lab? Safe?

"What if they find us? If you–" Wait. He squints at Jack. "Are you...one of us?"

His hair was as white as his own – were they the same? Did he remember?

So many questions.