James giggled more. "I wont tell no one, Mister." He said, sounding childish and demonic at the same time. He sat down at the edge of the bed, kicking his legs as he looked at the man but looked away when he met his gaze, ashamed of his yellow eyes. "I don't know nothin' about a dimension thingy but it sounds fun." He giggled. But at the last question, James' face hardened. "I was taken from my papa and made into this." He whispered, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at his grey skin. "I'm being assigned a big daddy soon and I hate it. I don't want one." He said as one of the tears fell onto his cheek. But as quick as before, his mood changed and James perked up. "Would you bring me with you? I don't like it here. It's so scary and gross and everybody is bossing me around." He asked as he jumped and hugged the man he had met less than a minute ago.