Recounting the past

"Haa, I am really sorry, darling, for laughing like that," my mother apologized to Raven as she fixed her hair. Both of my parents were a bit tipsy.

"No, Mrs. Hilton, it's fine—it was a funny moment," Raven replied, but her heel didn't think it was funny at all.

"Still, it's nice to know Ruu has such a wonderful friend beside him. It keeps me at ease," she said, her eyes scanning Raven from top to bottom.

Raven glanced toward me and nodded her head, smiling meekly. "Thanks."

Dad leaned in a bit while picking up a glass of water, saying, "I still can't believe, though, that this is our Ruu who was once obsessed with Marylin's daughter back in Sephra—ouch!" He stopped as the table moved a bit.

"Your mother kicked him under the table," Blaze said. He's under the table, munching on a piece of chicken.

I looked at Mom, who gave Dad a look that was not happy at all. Did she not like him mentioning Mary here?