Not psychic, perceptive, but it was all in how he easily moved him earlier, steadied him on the skateboard. It wasn't just that he'd done this before to teach others, but there was something brotherly about it. Familiar and sturdy. Eugene shook his head to answer, but at this juncture he was six-- things could change. "Not me, but my friends at school do."

He launched himself off as instructed, but with too much confidence and ended up losing a fight to keep his balance, toppling off to the side