I am 17. What about you? She returned his question. She shrugged a bit. She didn't quite understand why he looked so red.

"Im supposed to turn 13 in a few days..." he shrugged. "But i cant relaly do that if im suck here. Unless i can dunk myself in a giant tnak fo water orsomething."

Okay then.. she said slowly. She couldn't quite tell why water had to be involved.

Hebs fell silent again and kept fiddling. For a wjkle before chuckign in his pocket. "Shoot. Either his trackers not working or this palce is limbo."

She looked up at him. What on earth are you talking about? she asked. She narrowed her eyes a bit, unsure.

He shrugged. "My cousin is apranoid and hes a crazy inventor dude so he makes everyone carry aorund trackers. Theyre interdimnesional and intereworld so he could keep tabs on his sister who has thepower to switch dimensions. Anyway its not worming riht now and thats...not good."

She looked at him. Here, hand it over. I could take a look at it, maybe even fix it. she cooed. She smiled. She emptied her rather oversized pockets, happy to find a screwdriver and a few other bits of mechanical supplies.

He shrugged. "Knoxk yourself out. I got others." He took it out of his pocket and gave jt to her. "I swear theres one on my boot somehwere but j cant find it anymore."

Raz took it. She opened it up with the screwdriver and poked around a bit. After a moment of this, she carefully removed a wire and replaced it. She then messed with a few things then closed it up and handed it back. From what I can tell, that should have fixed it. Give it a try doll. she said.

He flickex hifinger om the screen. It litup forabot hre seconds. Then thething exploded.
Jeremy cussed in his weird langyage again. "Overload of info. Unknown world probably."