Steven just nods numbly at the question about his mom. He accepts the fact that she is, even though it hurts to think about - fae just don't care about that kind of thing like humans do, at least not when it comes to halfbreeds. Changelings don't even really counts as people to them. Even at her best, she'd only ever treated him like a precious pet.
He wonders, then, why she can't just leave him alone. If he matters so little... why would she want him back so bad? The principle of the thing, maybe. Or maybe he was supposed to be useful to her someday, if he ever learned to properly do the things she'd been trying to expose him to.
But forget about that. If this is Matt, and he knows him, then Matt knows his dad. Does he have any idea where he's gone?
"Do you know where my dad is?" he asks, a flash of desperate hope in his tone. "I can't... I can't remember where... where he should be... I don't know..."
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He wonders, then, why she can't just leave him alone. If he matters so little... why would she want him back so bad? The principle of the thing, maybe. Or maybe he was supposed to be useful to her someday, if he ever learned to properly do the things she'd been trying to expose him to.
But forget about that. If this is Matt, and he knows him, then Matt knows his dad. Does he have any idea where he's gone?
"Do you know where my dad is?" he asks, a flash of desperate hope in his tone. "I can't... I can't remember where... where he should be... I don't know..."