Chrissa was shocked, twice. It was too much for her little self to wrap around. "U-um..." She couldn't say anything else. "Uh..." Her expression was one of surprise, confusion, and stress. She wrung her hands in agitation and nerves. "I-I...Um..." She couldn't get any words out. Finally, she stood rather abruptly. "E-excuse me...Um... I'm sorry!" She promptly spun around and fled back to the kitchen.
There, she hid behind one of the prep tables and sunk to the floor, breathing heavily. She knew Anuriel meant well, but...That was too much. Too much for her. She hugged her knees and tried to focus on calming herself.