"Yes. I suppose I was out west when all these...visions and such started, because my son was afflicted before I was. My plane touched down at La Guardia, I came into the terminal, and then, mine struck." Yotsuyu frowned at that. Especially since she hadn't intended to reveal all that.

"I'm well aware Elliott can take care of himself, but I am still his mother. Even were I not invested by my own involvement, I would be invested because of him." With the change of subject, Yotsuyu acquiesced--but perhaps she'd buy him a nice bottle of wine to send him home with, or some such. Gods knew she could afford it!