Erik blinked, not having expected her to go this far. He cocked his head a little and grinned. "You know, I appreciate how much you continue to care for your son, despite his mistakes."
Nobuntu didn't move from her position as she whispered a cold response. "He's my son. Of course, I would care for him regardless. He has many good qualities as well, plus… he's all that remains of his father."
Curious, Erik took a seat across from the kneeling Nobuntu. Leaning back against the sofa pillow, he crossed his legs and spread his arms to the right and left. "Last time I asked about his father, you shut me down. Sounds like you did care about him, though. What happened?"
Finally, Nobuntu lifted her head and glared at him. "Are you going to answer my question?"
Noticing her fierceness, Erik chuckled. "Of course. I just wanted to see how much you'd let me get away with. Turns out, not a lot!"
Nobuntu didn't see the joke and continued glowering at him, her eyes demanding an answer.
