"When isn't there something happening?" Penthea hated being an empath sometimes. Especially because she wasn't exactly eloquent. She knew what was going on with her cousin, she just didn't know how to talk him down from it. And, you know, sure he was the eldest of them and fought the most and the most powerful... but throwing himself into demon hunting wasn't ever a good idea. Especially with the way he was feeling right now.
Not to mention Penny had the uncanny ability to be a living scrying crystal. Millions of times her mom and aunts had used a crystal to scry for demon activity. Well, with all the negative emotions emanating from things like that, Penny could just feel it. So when her cousins asked her where something was going on, she had a hard time keeping it to herself. She couldn't lie to them, she just kind of had to sidestep the question.