The teen let out a huge sigh, as though getting in some practice at not having his breath in his lungs.
"When are you going back?" he asked. He thought that if Walden followed close behind him then maybe he could put it off long enough for his dad to do it. If Ben was going to be left alone with his mother for very long, though, he couldn't really claim that it slipped his mind or the opportunity to talk to her hadn't arisen. He sighed again. Croatia was starting to look more appealing.