Ella took another biscuit and a seat on the sofa, pulling her legs up beneath her. Her mind was busy on the dungbombs she had to sell that night, but she was highly enjoying the biscuits, and of course seeing her Aunt and Uncle. They were much more preferable to her own Mum.
"See?" she looked at Vera pointedly. "Uncle Luc is healing brilliantly, V. Let's talk about something else, yeah?" The adults didn't want to talk about it in front of them, that much was obvious.