"I just tried to be alone. I didn't really have anywhere to escape to. At least nowhere I couldn't be followed." He would have liked the escape but his life didn't make that easy. He always had someone who cared about him and needed to know where he was. It was flattering but also inconvenient.

Jacob stepped forward and lightly tapped his knuckles against her shoulder. "Soul or not, you feel real to me." He grinned, knowing that he was being cheeky and purposely misunderstanding her statement.

"But yeah, I've found that pretending takes practice. Only disastrous things happen over night." At least that has been his experience.