He listened to her. She sounded normal, even okay. And that was good. He smiled and relaxed, just a little, As long as she was okay, he could deal with... whatever this was.

"Have you eaten recently? Taken your meds?" The words were soft, meant for no one else's ears, and totally dadspeak.

"Sounds like we're neighbors. Think you can deal with being near your dad again?" He grinned at her, worried and impressed, both, with how well things were going.

"So... half the pack. And Derek." Okay, so he tended to treat Derek as the red-headed step-child of the group. Yes. This was true.