Wolfram rolled his eyes, and was tempted to throw the metal key at her head. I wonder if it's heavy enough to knock some sense into her. He mused over the thought, before deciding ultimately that throwing it wasn't the best idea. "Well what are we going to do then? I don't have a death certificate right now, Jenna. And certaintly I don't have proof on hand that I'm her son at the moment."
Jenna saw him roll his eyes at her. She knew he didn't like her, and considering his obnoxious attitude, she felt the same way. She turned to River, hoping she would have an idea of what they could do. She would've replied to Wolfram, but he would find a way to be offended by anything she said, so she ignored his question.
