Tory wasn't skilled at figuring people out most of the time, but he sensed that he wasn't being let in on something and that pissed him off. For most of his life, he'd been in his own world and his mother took care of whatever needed to be taken care of within reason, of course. Sarah believed that her actions would give Tory the environment to be happy and grow to be a good person. It was a simple arrangement that worked, especially when Tory was younger. Now, however, her son wasn't overly pleased about it all.

He scowled and rolled his eyes at all of them. "I'm not stupid, I can tell tell something's going on." Tory's tone fit completely with stereotypical teenager attitude.

Stephen leaned back in his chair - it wasn't really his battle; it was Sarah who had been adamant on keeping it all a secret. Sure, it had been a little strange at the start to agree that he would contribute to a school fund for Tory, a step son but a stranger nonetheless. He loved Sarah and love helped or influenced decision making. It was a good thing he ended up liking the kid.

"Tory," his mom began and gave him a reassuring smile, "It's not a big deal. Like Domnik said, nothing to worry about either. We all help out with the bills and savings. That's all."

Tory raised his eyebrow, not quite convinced. It was normal to have parents talk about money. It was normal to have older kids pay a bit of rent. But... Domnik worked too much. There's no way he'd have to pay that much rent. Plus, he generally appeared more tired than the rest of them too.

"Shouldn't only parents have to worry about that kinda stuff?" Tory asked and looked over at Domnik. "Are we like, really really poor or something?" He had never thought so. They didn't look poor.

Things weren't adding up. And that also pissed Torry off.