After a long flight that was supposed to only take six hours and now with the excruciating wait for his luggage, Jaime was becoming impatient, but the scarab attached to his spine has had enough. “No, we don’t have to jump in there, my luggage will come, I promise.” Soon enough, the Scarab began to partially transform which caused Jaime to pat himself awkwardly trying to stop the beetle until he saw his bag on the carousel and gave a sigh of relieve. “See? See!” He said rather loudly, bringing the gaze of the people in the near vicinity to him, believing that he was talking to himself. Reyes quickly grabbed all of his bags and made his way out, but he was quickly engulfed by the sea of people in the airport. “No! We can’t just fly above everyone else, people will know who I am. Besides, we’re just at the exit,” he said in a loud whisper, turning around as if the beetle was standing behind him. And when he did, the boy bumped into someone else, quickly falling to his ass. “Mierda,” he whispered to himself. “Please forgive me, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Clearly, the beetle said to him, making Jaime let out a loud scoff as he stood back on his feet.