"Nm-mm," he shook his head, smile still tugging at the coner of his mouth. As far as Scott was concerned, she was the best parent anyone could ask for. She did the job of both, and managed to balance everything else perfectly, ven when she was hit with the crazy like "hey, your son's a werewolf" and "welcome to an alternate dimension", she just handled everything so well. He wasn't sure how she did it, but he was glad she was his mom.
Her counter-question made his stomach flip. Did that mean she didn't know? "She- she's here, which is...amazing, but...back home..." his voice dropped out at the end of that comment, eyes on the floor as he figeted with a loose sting on his shirt. "mom, she's...she's dead."