( Red snorts in quiet amusement at that, folding her arms loosely across her chest after Clara has taken the ward in her own and then stepped forward with it to place it in its spot. It seems to be good then. She glances around her to see how the spirits are doing.

Maybe that was enough? Or maybe the Green House is required for warding too. She frowns but looks to Clara. )

...uh, so that question you were asked when I first arrived that's like... normal tea time conversation? Because that.. does not sound like relaxing time with tea to me. ( Her expression shifts to one that's a bit apologetic. )

I'm sorry I overheard something you were forced to say.

( It's really terrible this place drew it from her without her permission, made her talk about something so painful. ) ...oh, shit, sorry, you said to skip past that part.