She's still fretting about the money, and probably will until she can establish a comfortable margin of fallback money. Ever since Scott's dad cleaned out their account when he skipped out on them, she's been mildly obsessed with having savings.

But then she nods, setting her lips just like Scott is. Like mother, like son.

"I am. Whether or not he takes me up on it, I don't know. But I don't want him to think I don't want him around. He is part of your...pack or whatever, right?"

Her voice is very low when she says that, barely audible, so they can't be overheard.