There were a variety of reasons why Stefan went to Sally first. Perhaps mostly because she was the one who'd really fought for him, whipped him into shape in the pack, made an Urdaga out of him. So it was mostly out of an instinct of fairness. Because it mattered - to him, as much as to them, and because he knew full well that his Honour brands demanded he no longer hold his tongue.
If Stefan felt discomfort at what he had to say, he didn't show it in his face, which held the same note of intense good-humour that his family always provoked in him.
The Cahalith wandered towards the kitchen. Annoyingly, he couldn't seem to call on the Gibbous Moon gifts to feel the presence of his pack at the moment. Thrusting aside the need to know where his pack was, he accepted that it wasn't meant for him to have that crutch.
Honour is blind.
Pack Awareness Faaaail