As much as Caelan wished he hadn't, he said the correct number. He could lie and continue with his games. Asking what the brat thought his favorite color was. Or something else. But he liked being true to his word. And he could use more friends. He didn't know if the brat and his brother would be his friends, but he was gonna be nice to him. Hopefully, he would tell his brother.

"Here." Caelan said, opening his hand that held the sling shot. "Where did you get it? I really need one. It's definitely better than a knife. In some ways."