"Caleb? How? What are? Your a dimension jumper?" I ask, finally able to complete a sentence.
"Yeah I am. How are you even here? Your not suppose to know yet," He stares at me.
"Same as you apparently. Dimension jumping?" I guess.
"Yeah, I got that, but how are you even in here. No one jumps in or out of here. You have to be brought."
"So I've been told." I say. He looks at me. "And what do you mean I'm not suppose to know?" I eye him accusingly. He looks guilty, like he just gave away a secret.
"You weren't supposed to know I can jump until later. Like Two years from now. When you found out you can jump."
"Well fate didn't like what my father apparently had planned. I found out a bit early. And I take it you're learning different things from my dad other than working on cars," I reply sharply.
"I'm learning both from him. Today was mechanic lessons, but I've kind of been held up," he jesters to the cell.
"He'll teach you but not me. Nice to know where I rank on his list," I mumble.