Atticus had to admit he was glad for a quieter day, lately, everything seemed tense. Not to mention even he wanted to know what was going on with the East coven because they had been there way more than usual, even in the last two decades. He was glad that it wouldn't be a main thought. That wouldn't even have to go to the castle if they didn't want to today. His eyes shifted over to look at Kat who was picking at her breakfast. It was odd, he was used to her eating in the morning. She loved breakfast, as he had learned about her very quickly. He wouldn't bring it up now, but he'd ask her later. Mitch was a trip in the morning, he thought, but he saw how carefully Mitch watched Lia when she headed out onto the porch with Edgar. He knew it was because of last night though. He vaguely remembered him talking about how Lia got with her nightmares years ago, and now seeing how it was he could understand. That was scary, and he could almost feel how it unsettled things. Maybe it was because she was a witch. Magic could do that, couldn't it? He shook his head a bit when Mitch asked them about what they were doing and when Kat brought up the story, Atticus shot a look to Mitch when he brought up the hunter story. "Nah, I was telling her about Snowcrest. Technically a hunter story, but not the one you're talking about." When Kat showed interest in it, he nodded a bit. "Sure, Kitty. If you really want to hear that one too, I'll tell you it." He watched Kat a moment as she talked to Mitch and watched her form retreat upstairs for a moment. "Been a weird morning, man. I don't think I've ever seen the girls hug before, but they sure did this morning. Not to mention they're both acting a little weird." His ears perked a bit at the door when the knob was grabbed. He wasn't sure if he was imagining it or not, but he was almost certain he heard a cough from the other side. He saw it open and he watched as Edgar waddled in and got over to his basket in the living room. He heard Lia's voice after a moment too. "Here." she said, pulling a brown paper bag from underneath the sink and she wrapped up some muffins. "In case you guys get hungry a little later." He nodded. "Thanks." he said and he blinked a bit as she headed up the stairs. "Least it's not storming." he mumbled. -- Lia nodded when Kat said something about wanting to try the pie. "Alright, once I'm done with cookies I'll work on it. It only needs about an hour to set after I actually get it put together." she said. She then took Edgar outside and let him take care of his business. The cold air was a little bothersome and she shivered, drawing her robe closer to herself. She knew she'd need to pack up some muffins for Kat and Atticus, especially since she could already tell they'd head out for the day. She shivered again and sighed, seeing Edgar waddle over to the porch. She scooped him up and placed him on the porch. She went to head to the door, but she saw him wandering about. She went to take in a deep breath and she coughed lightly. Her eyes rolled a bit. That was the last thing she needed. To be sick at a time like this, especially when she was dealing with her nightmares too. When Edgar finally got to the door, she grabbed hold of the door knob and coughed lightly again. She shook her head and opened the door, watching as Edgar walked in. She spoke to Atticus after she made him and Kat a bag of muffins to go and she headed up to her room to get dressed. She definitely needed something a bit warmer, and she would need to get into her herbs too anyway. When she got into her room, she looked to the unmade bed and she started making it up before she sat down a moment. She took the pillow that Mitch had used and hugged it to her and leaned her head against it a moment. She could smell him and it silenced her worries for a brief moment. She shook her head and fluffed it up a bit before she placed it back on the bed and got up. She stripped out of her pajamas and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She pulled on a long sleeved shirt and a pair of dark pants. She put on some warmer socks and she headed into the bathroom when it was opened and washed her face a bit and opened a cabinet. She had become quite good with making her own remedies, and she took a rub she had made and rubbed a little on her chest. She washed her hands after, and she went back into her room a moment. She got into her personal stash of herbs and pulled out some eucalyptus, mint, and a small bit of thyme. She headed back down the stairs and she couldn't help the smirk that came over her face at the flour sitting on the counter. She quickly wiped it off her face and started making herself some more tea before she got out some bowls and a few other things. She finally took the half apron that she had folded next to her drying towels and tied it around her waist as she started getting into her rhythm. She finally spoke, not knowing if anyone was even around her at that point, she tended to completely zone out when she got into baking. "What kind of jelly am I using this time?"