She rolls her eyes at Zouichi's awkwardness. She just calls it as she sees it, really.

"With my child, sometimes that isn't as true as you think." She laughs.

"Twenty-six, now." It's much longer that he ever survived in her timeline. "And no, unless you consider microwaving a pizza cooking. I was gone for seven years of his childhood, don't give me any shade over pampering him a little."