"I'm sort of a known quantity back home," David countered with a smile. Which was weird to think. He'd never have expected it as a kid.

With the water on to boil he turned back to look at Jean-Paul and smiled sadly.

"I can't. I literally don't possess the skill anymore. Memories, yes. But you ever hear of the three Greek Fates? I sacrificed all of my skill and knowledge about how to figure skate to them to save innocent lives. It had to be something of value, you see, to trade for their lives."