It's a good thing his twin is working, because he's mostly picking at bits and pieces, using the 'work' to look busy rather than being anything done. "No. I mean. Sometimes. Like when Mom found new goggle lenses after I cracked mine, even though she hated it when I raced, I was so happy and loved her so much it felt like I'd burst from it. And sometimes I'd get so angry it was like the suns were erupting from my chest and I could breath fire. But not like it is now, no." Emotions too big for his little body but they hadn't been the overwhelming presence they were now.