"Yes, Father, he saved me." Jack's eldest son looked at Malin, his face half filled with fear and half with confusion. The former was because he had seen Malin's true nature and had instantly entered a state of distortion, but Malin pulled him back, just as he had pulled his father earlier.
In that case, if there really were a funeral, they wouldn't need to appear together as father and son.
As for the latter... it must be because he had never seen such a huge light bulb in his life.
With this thought, Malin jumped onto the platform.
"Kid, what's your name?" Robinson, Jack's eldest son, walked up to Malin.
