"For a heartbeat or two, Titus looked as if he might hit you.
Grudgingly, he agreed to bring you along, despite your age and his
declaration after your parents’ deaths that he’d keep you from harm.
You did as he requested, returning to the house and filling a sack with
food, Master Selby’s clothing, even some of the mistress’s jewelry that
the three of you might barter, then delivered all this to your brother
and Caesar in the barn. The three of you left that night on two of
the master’s best horses, you riding behind Titus, your arms tightly
circling his waist until you stopped to make camp in the woods.
There, Caesar suggested that it would help if you all changed your
names and appearances as much as possible since Master Selby was
sure to post your descriptions. Titus said fine, he’d grow a beard and
call himself John Free. Caesar liked that, said, “Then I’ll be George
Liberty.” They waited for you to pick a name, poking sticks at the
campfire, sending up sparks into the starless sky. “Give me time,”
you’d said, changing into buckskin breeches, blue stockings, and
a checkered, woolen shirt. “I’ll shave my hair off, and I’ll think of
something before we get there. I don’t want to rush.” What you didn’t
tell them that night was how thrilling, how sweet this business of
renaming oneself felt, and that you wanted to toy with a thousand
possibilities—each name promising a new nature—turning them over
on your tongue, and creating whole histories for each before settling,
as you finally did, on “Alexander Freeman” as your new identity"

QUESTION
Is the narrator of the story omniscient or limited? What evidence
supports your answer?