Haa, she threw him off balance, huh? Winter giggles softly, turning to face the rising moon, hair streaming behind her in the breeze. "You'll find both Summer and I don't really give a damn about what society thinks we should do. I'm a nice person because I want to be, but I have limits. Summer is... forceful, but that's because she has things she wants that she won't let anyone get in the way of." It's how Winter herself is, too, but she tends not to think about it too much.

"So, yes, I'd like that. Gateway is safe enough, but you can't be too careful. And..." It'd be good if I can find you quickly in a crisis so I can save you isn't really a good conversation piece, is it? "Maybe we can talk again, another day. I don't have so many friends that I don't enjoy making new ones, you know?"

She's about to go on when Blaise's phone rings, and she lets herself fall silent so he can answer it, taking a little private satisfaction that hers isn't the only mildly overbearing mother in the world. She'd have gotten much the same treatment from April, ages ago, before she could demonstrably snap wood with her bare hands while not transformed. When he finishes, she quietly adds, "Sorry. Should we go, then?"