She'd been gonna say yeah, hell yeah her lot woulda considered that a challenge, and it pleased her that he'd picked up that much bout her friends at least, but then— Oh, his mom— that changed things, well, it cooled her mood off considerably, and she dropped her foot back to the floor, but still very close to his. (Cooled her mood off and fired it up at the same time; Lyra was never gonna forgive Dannielle for not protecting her son the way she shouda, bad mothers just fired her right up.) "Shit, what'd she say?"
She'd been half expecting this, though. Back of her mind, she figured; it was Christmas, families reached out at Christmas, even shitty ones. But she hadn't worked out what she was gonna do about it, cuz... she hadn't asked what Avery was gonna feel about it, and what she was gonna do had to be based on whatever his reaction was, right? So she was a little adrift here, and Avery, well, his expression was clouded.