"You okay?" Raising my head, I eyed Zion sideways. He was finally free. Free of the false charges and free of the handcuffs. They were getting his things from the confiscation place.
"Why wouldn't I be okay?" I asked him, noting Jackson's head look up.
"I mean, she's still your mother," he said. "Well, in a way," he added with a shrug. "I'd thought that after finding out all this, you'd be...somewhat not...calm,"
"Well," I fiddled with the iPad, moving it around. "She's not the first 'mother' to do something like that," I mumbled to myself.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Zeus frowned from across the table, eyeing me suspiciously.
"None of your business, beast," his face twisted into a scowl and I found myself smirking.
"Seriously. You guys," Zion said shaking his head. My pho
