[At that, he sighs. At himself, at the situation, at everything. When Mom starts to get overly worried, the stalling has to stop. It's not fair, and this isn't something they need to worry about. Not really.
He mumbles an answer at first, unintelligible, and then with a frustrated noise (come on, Jones!) he finally manages,]
My mom is here.
[A beat, and then, realizing how absurd that is to say to his mom,]
I mean-! My future mom. Er, the past version? Cassandra Jones. Senior.
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He mumbles an answer at first, unintelligible, and then with a frustrated noise (come on, Jones!) he finally manages,]
My mom is here.
[A beat, and then, realizing how absurd that is to say to his mom,]
I mean-! My future mom. Er, the past version? Cassandra Jones. Senior.