We both just ran out of milktea but one of us still had no plans to leave.

"How's Sandra and Steven by the way?" I asked him because I was too deaf to the silence. I saw his fingers tapping his knee.

"You got a nosebleed, Tagalog." He put his hand against hers.

"How are Sandra and Steven ..."

"Oh kitams! It's Tagalog! You're going to make it even harder for me to understand you!" He said shaking his head. "It's okay, maybe those two are asleep now."

"Does your mom --- I mean is your mom still hurting them Sandra?"

He took a deep breath before answering me.

"When...