He walked out. Jase made a discontented sound, almost fretful, as if he’d pictured it all differently, but it was Alice who chased after him, who leaned over the rail to call down to him as he was making his way down the stairwell. “I really do think you’re a nice kid!” she said. “I’m really not,” Elliot called back up. Alice smiled. “Well, I definitely think you’re going places.” “I definitely am,” said Elliot.
