Jag didn't feel any better about being here for this conversation; this was a conversation between family, and he didn't have a place witnessing it, he felt.

He thought the truth was a little more complicated than what Val's mum made it sound like, in his case, but he liked her for having that outlook on things, for what it was worth. Still, he just met her gaze, showing no sign of confusion about what they were talking about, and kept quiet, letting them hash it out, for now.