"Oh."

Oh.

He's been here... a couple weeks. Days, and days, that her son has been here. And nobody told her.

Nobody told her last time, either. Just left her completely out of the loop about her own son.

Maybe there's a good reason for that. Maybe they've all decided it'd be best if she didn't know.

...She's been too quiet, now. Staring at the wall with a blank, dead expression on her face. Say something.

"Okay."

Keep going. Don't be weird, don't make him feel bad.

"I am glad that they have been able to help you adjust."