"Well, I think that's what most moms do. They fuss over their kids, yeah?" Unless it was his mom and him. The last time she'd done anything like that, he'd been, what? Nine? Before he'd gone to the Alchemax school, at least.
Shrugging, he thought no more of his mom and concentrated on Bobby. "I can see again, finally. My eyes are still sore, but they're better than they were. What about you?"