Noah was the son of your parents friends. His parents were out visiting their grandparents and Noah refused to go. So his parents made him come here.

Your mom was on the couch, Noah standing, "Oh! Meet our [daughter/son], [*dead-name*]!" (edit the text.)

Noah still had the monotone, bored face, he turned his head to look at you. He blinked, looked back at your mother and then you, an eyebrow raised.