[If he presses any more, it really will seem like pity, or as if he has some design on Roy Walker--but Bran perks a little at those last words.]

Which boy? I would see that, too. I don't know of anyone that can jump so high, not unless they were truly flying and not jumping at all. [Again, he hesitates, biting at his lip.] If I knew who he was, I would ask him to show me how he jumped. And you could come, too, since you wish to see.