"Sorry for the visual," she replies, doing her fair share of frowning herself. She shakes her head at the offer, however. "No, I'm okay. But thank you." She sighs, casting a wary glance around the kitchen again. It's probably going to become a frequent gesture. "Just wish I knew what was causing this. Drusilla told me 'the dead are coming'. Guess this is what she meant. Whatever this is, it's gotta be big, Angel."