He turned when he heard the sound of Apparition, seeing his mother standing before him with a worried look on her face.
'Define okay,' he said, a look of distaste on his face. 'It pretty much depend on you telling me that I'm remembering the wrong things and making sure I haven't behaved like a fool in front of my peers these past months,' he said, feeling a bit unsettled, to say the least.
Still, even if he did not think so, he sounded much more like himself, his old self, before the accident. He frowned when he thought of it. The mere thought of something so stupid as an accident was humiliating.
'I almost wish you had been right about the reason for my memory loss, mother,' he said shaking his head. 'This is...humiliating.'
'Anyway, I need your help to figure out how much of my memories are still gone and how much seemed to have flooded back. It's more than one or two this time.'