"They had plenty to hide" he replied, that smile still in place. "How much more are you hiding from them?" he asked, placing his hand on the floor, attempting to push himself up again.
Maybe all he had to do was sacrifice another memory? Maybe that would bring back his Imagin? While one hand pushed up, his other hand clutched weakly at his chest, and he start to pull. A green light shone, created a crack right down the middle of his torso. Cringing, he started to pull at the glowing green line.