Cyrus watched warily as his bottle was picked up. It wasn't that he didn't trust Chris, it was more that he didn't know what would happen to him should something happen to his bottle. As he told Alice, good bottles were hard to find.

"No timer. In fact, as long as you have your wishes, I don't even have to be present for you to make them." He held out his hand and gestured for Chris'. "Hold out your hand."