It's surprisingly hard for him to come up with questions. After all, it's hard to know what he's missing if he can't remember anything to begin with. He can't think of what to ask. After a moment though, he looks at her curiously.
"So...you're my mom." He hesitates. Why does that sound so wrong to him? Either way, he pushes forward with his question. "What about my dad then? Is he here too?"
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It's surprisingly hard for him to come up with questions. After all, it's hard to know what he's missing if he can't remember anything to begin with. He can't think of what to ask. After a moment though, he looks at her curiously.
"So...you're my mom." He hesitates. Why does that sound so wrong to him? Either way, he pushes forward with his question. "What about my dad then? Is he here too?"