[Can't blame the werewolf for thinking the undead kid would want to get away for a weekend, really. He pauses at the question, though, briefly stymied on how to answer.

Quite honestly, he's not sure just how much Anthony even knows, and the boy is his student. Well, former student, but still the right age, if he hadn't dropped out of school!

He finally settles for:]

We remembered enough that nothing much changed. Thankfully, or else things might have been-- er, confusing all over again.

[He's blushing on the other end, Anthony, can you tell?]