Riley looked over at the IV stand and the bag hanging from it. "What's in it?" she asked, perpetually curious. She'd seen them before, and didn't really like them. They were kind of scary.
"Okay." She leaned against the bed, careful to avoid the IV this time, her fingers fidgeting with the corner of the blanket a little. "Hey, how do you know my mom?" She wanted to ask him a million questions at once, but she knew it wasn't polite. She would try to ask them one at a time and give him a chance to answer, but it was hard.