Counting the days gone by

Will i ever go back?

Your pov

I stared at Kid, "How did you know about my arm turning Iinto a blade?" I questioned him
"I told him. And the reason your arm turned Iinto a blade is because you're a weapon. Your weapon form is dual katanas. You can turn into two seperate katanas. Your soul wavelength is rather large as well, so finding you a partner will be rather hard." I stared at Dr Stein. How would he know what type of weapon I am? And why would he even care?
"Your case is different to others, though."
"Different, how?" I kept sstaring at the teacher.
"Don't you ever blink?" Kid asked, astonishment clear Iin his voice.
"One of my few talents is staring for who knows how long."
"TThat's just..... awesome." Kid was still staring at me, and, honestly, ot was kinda weird...
"Oh how I'd love to dissect you, (y/n)
.." Great, now I'm gonna be dissected.
I sweatdropped and backed away Iinto the bed, "You're not dissecting me until I die. And I'll die AFTER you!" I was creeped out to say the least.

But... I ccouldn't help but wonder...

Will I ever go back home?