Son of a Witch

It woke Billy with a fearful start, and he flinched back before he seemed to remember where he was. He groaned rubbed at his eyes, not a morning person or easy riser by any stretch, but the Asset didn't seem like the compromising sort..

"Run?" he questioned, blinking blearily as he sat up, frowning at the first reminder of the day that he couldn't hear his own words. It was a surprise each morning, like his mind forgot and had to learn all over again.