Pria was quite confused at her answer. So what if the war was far way? Wasn't it for a good cause? She was obviously leaving something out, and that bothered Pria. It bothered her a lot. But it also felt like she shouldn't push on it, at least not at this moment. In response she sighed. Placing her fork down on the plate. 

"Mom, i'm not dad. I'm not going to just leave and break all contact. Whatever he did to make you upset...I'll be better. You just have to help me..." 

If Pria couldn't get around the emotional heavy lifting, then she could at least be sincere. If her and her mom could reach a sort of understanding with each other then everything was well. Living so close for so many years they had a mutual respect for each other. Pria just hoped this was one of those times her mom looked at her like an adult, instead of a child.