Sam sat down again. Part of him really just wanted to walk away. The part of him that still listened to his mom said that was probably a bad idea. He had been friends with her and for that reason didn't want to be rude, but the other part of him was asking if it was really worth it. He sighed and shook his head. He didn't have anything to say that wasn't just going to set her off, and he was kind of just exhausted from listening. Personally he thought she was reading too much into something so small, and if she really thought Mia had been up to something wasn't it her that she should take this up with, not him? Anyway, if she thought he'd been "cheating" on her, wasn't it a little late to bring it up?
"I'm pretty sure I just answered that question, if you were listening." He sighed. He didn't feel as if he owed her any conversation of his feelings. He didn't like to have them pried out of him, and he didn't much like talking about them in the first place. If she liked to wave them around freely for everyone to see, that was her choice.