That is probably the first time Scott has seen Fernanda's face being something like truly abashed. "What?"

Dal-Estare takes a long pause. "It never happened to me or with someone I know. But you have to understand my point of view as a mother of what is more likely between those horror stories or a new Earth with new magic and everything." She says in a tone that sounds diplomatic.

 "Okay, I am sorry, mom. But I am alright, and we will get multiple sources to corroborate the story and everything. And take all the precautions, keeping wards up, being mindful of unaccounted times, weird behaviors. The protocols."

"And we will see each other face to face soon too. Don't forget that very important part." Her tone is somewhat teasing but still an edge of emotion to it.

"We might be very busy, but of course. Anything else?"

"I don't know? I wanted to talk to the others. And to Scott if he is willing, but I will understand if he doesn't."

(Scott makes a face when the conversation turns to kidnapping- both the idea that he's anything like a kidnapper and the possibility that someone could kidnap Fernanda set him on edge.)

He manages to get a hold of himself, though, and looks to Fernanda for confirmation before taking the phone.

If her mom wants to talk to him, Scott is happy to oblige. He's kind of curious to meet the people who could have raised someone like Fernanda- and someone like Felicia, since they seem as different as night and day.

(Fernanda hands over the phone.)

"Hello, Scott? I wish we could be talking in less fretting circumstances."

"Same here. Fernanda's been great, though, and it seems like you guys might be the best news my world has had in a while. I hope we can return the favor."

"It sounds like given your... everything. And my girls have my family streak of trying to be as helpful as they can."

"I noticed that," he says fondly. "It might be hard, but I trust her to handle it, ma'am. Your daughters are capable people, and we have support- the whole pack will be with us."

"Well... it's good that they will have people to help them along. Just remind them that the worlds are not theirs to fix."

"I will."

If Fernanda won't take of herself, he and Felicia can make sure she does. It sounds like that's kind of what the twins have been doing their whole lives, covering each other's blind spots. He feels a pang for- well, he's going to be back with the pack soon enough.

"Thank you, Mrs. Vaesteri. We'll look out for each other."

"And... try to be nice to Katur. I know you must think I am very weird, but I think he is good for them and Fernanda in particular. I have always been more afraid of her being one to look after herself in the personal life department before he came."

The mention of Katur sets him on edge. It's not fair, because Scott thinks he's a good guy, but he can't- it doesn't work. He's trying, but it doesn't fit.

"I'll be nice," he manages to grunt. It's not that comforting.

"I am sorry, but you don't need to worry," Dal-Estare says very apologetically. "Just... trying to balance everyone needs here."

"It's okay. I'll do my best."

It's not okay, exactly, but he just- won't think too much about Katur. Or what Gabe said. Or what Paul will do.

"Pass the phone back to Fernanda?"

"She wants to talk to you," he says, passing the phone to the center of the universe Fernanda.

Felicia takes the phone back and reassures her mother that everything is okay. Or as good as it can be, and yes, they will be careful. No, she didn't screw up things with Scott - though Fernanda gives Scott a searching look while saying that. Then goodbye.

Fernanda guides Scott away from the phone line with a light hand on his shoulder. Floating besides instead of walking.

Walking beside her, he can do. It's much easier than trying to think about this right now.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. I just want to get in touch with home. It helps having you here, but it's two things messing with my head at once, you know? Not knowing whether you like me, and not being with the pack."

That, and the newfound concerns his conversation with her mother has inspired. Everything here seems liable to explode if looked at wrong, and Scott doesn't have a head for politics. Maybe he can point Felicia at Jared, and they can figure out how to make everyone else get along.

Fernanda thinks for a moment. "I care about you. And about you being sane and happy." Which isn't a declaration of love, but it's pretty clear that Fernanda isn't trying to lead Scott on, so it's honest. "We will take you back to your pack as soon as possible."