It's not much later, in Isabella's room, that she asks:
"So... is Alex really a dom?"
"I'm not sure what horrible thing you think might happen if he gives our parents a mixed review."
"I'm sure they'll like you, pet, and even if they didn't it wouldn't matter that much, what are they going to do about it?"
"Well, nothing, but it's not a matter of doing anything. It's, you know. Your twin is important to you and I'd like him to like me, and same about your parents."
With Alex gone and Jackson more-or-less sorted out (he manages to recover the ability to sit the following day), Sadde starts actually socialising with other people. The week is mostly uneventful, and he and Isabella settle on a routine, seeing each other every day, eating together sometimes, going to class and, in Sadde's case, work, and practicing their magic.
Well. Sadde guesses he'll go check on him, then. He takes a seat with him after grabbing food. "Hello."
"Well, why don't you tell me what prompted you to expect me not to think you needed to go to the health center?" he suggests.
"Mmhm." Om nom nom. Ponder. "And yet you sought to reassure me that you didn't need to go to the health center, when I had not brought it up."