"I most certainly am not!" Came the terse reply. At least it jogged her out of her constant stirring of the stew, to turn off the kettle and pour the very hot water atop the tea leaves in the teapot. There had been bags of tea in the kitchen previously, and JoJo was welcome to them, but Erina would have preferred to eat chalk. So loose leaf it was.

"Come up, and quickly." Though Lizzie was out, there was no telling when the young girl would return. And this was not information she'd like for young ears.