Monty turned, staring at Gabriel for a long moment before looking back at his mother. There were a few things that had had learned about Gabriel in his time here. One was that he was a younger version of the mass murderer that they all loved to loathe, another was that he was pretty much hopelessly awkward when it came to next to anything. The fact that his mother actually seemed to... Was actually... All right, he didn't think he could understand this, even with what Dad was doing.
"So," Monty said, clearing his throat as he glanced between them again. "I certainly hope I didn't interrupt anything."