Lily glanced over to Lizzy, brows lifting slightly. "Anything in particular this morning, love, or just a general revulsion for the place?" She gestured for Lizzy to help herself to what was already laid out, but by now ... everyone knew the drill.
She was curious if something new had happened. If perhaps their captors were combining issues now. Some of them had phobias, and some of them had ... what, exactly? Perhaps it was simply the moodiness of a child. A bored child.
Not for the first time, Lily wondered if they should try to start some sort of structured schooling for the younger set. Tutoring, even. To give the children something to focus on, and the adults to have something to do to feel useful. Maybe she'd discuss it with some of the older adults and see what the verdict was.