It didn't take Cable and Iso long to join me, though I emerged in the corridor from the kid's room just as they were opening the door. Instead of letting the already troubled transmuted latents overhear what likely would just upset them-I knew it was going to upset me and I was kind of free-I instead led the pair upstairs to my quarters.
Why wasn't it surprising to find Piers standing at my door, arms crossed over his chest, faint frown on his face, Damon and Stella lurking nearby? I didn't argue since this was his place, after all, and actually welcomed the addition of my ancestral sortauncle and his creepy girlfriend to the conversation. At least they weren't so biased against those my family clearly underestimated and maybe they'd balance out Piers if he chose to take Mom's side.
Because, as much as I knew he adored me, he'd take Mom's side. This was, after all, Piers Southway we were talking about.