He knew he needed answers from Granger, but they’d have to wait a few minutes, or maybe a few years, if he were lucky. It wasn’t a conversation he was looking forward to. Being here with Theo was more important, and the rest of the snakes all needed to be together. He knew his mother loved him, that was never a question, but that was instinctual, these three sitting with him chose to love him. They’d been through everything together, suffered at the hands of their abusive parents together, had been indoctrinated into a cult they didn’t believe in, and had all been forced to pretend to be people they weren't. They were his home. Eventually he’d tell them about the Lycanthropy and maybe about whatever the fuck was happening with Granger, but now wasn’t the time.