Equally surprised by the voice (and face) she recognized as Marco's mother, Sakura felt herself starting to blush as Eva's words sank in. She hadn't honestly been thinking about it, though doubtlessly if Eva hadn't spoken up right then, Marco would have noticed.

"My master might have mentioned that in-between the lessons on how to keep men on track in spite of themselves." Her smile was small and half amused, hoping to avoid thinking on how she'd embarrassed herself. Sakura inclined her head toward Eva. "Hello, Eva. I hope you've been having a good day." Polite in tone, and sincerely meant. Her eyes flicked back toward Marco as the kitten he held mewled, but she held off saying anything on McWonderful's account, or stating the obvious when it came to potential whys for his mother.

It was far less strange to think of people in concepts of living, working families, if Marco and Eva were by and large still the exception to the rule. Thinking on that, she wondered if this should turn into her politely excusing herself and leaving them to family time. Sakura had no real good idea how that worked, let alone in the context of family dynamics from another world.