She wasn't a bitch at all, as far as he was concerned. She'd just saved his life, after all, despite the fact that no one in his time...well, Piper and Leo's time. Not his. He belonged in the other world. Where he knew, without question, Wyatt would have let him bleed to death. Hell, Wyatt would've done the killing in that world.
No, right then he considered her the nicest woman he knew. And that was impressive, since the Halliwell line consisted of mostly awesome women. Still, he did think she was a bit crazy. His sister? "I... I don't have a sister," he protested, still feeling a little weak but able to sit up. He kept his head in his hands, still reeling from the events of the last few hours. "I have a brother. Not a sister." Wyatt looked nothing like this girl. Wyatt looked like his dad.
But then, he had thought the young woman looked quite like his mom. That...had potential. But how? He was in his early twenties. Piper had been young when she'd had him, but not that young! And she was dead. So unless it was a Paige sort of situation, and why would they have hidden a daughter, then it didn't make any sense.
"Kansas," he questioned, his brow furrowing. He hated when things didn't make sense. And right now, nothing she was saying made much sense. Another world? A biblical seal? How was that even possible? "Why would I be brought to Kansas, of all places?"
No one said his priorities were in order that day.