At once relieved for and further concerned by the interruption, Lucy shot Sam a crooked smile. It wasn't going to be an easy thing to explain, but better to attempt this than have to answer what they were talking about in the first place. Maybe this would keep her from asking further questions. That was one of the nice things about kids, Lucy thought, how easily they could get distracted.

"It's like... uneasy?" she said, brows furrowing. "A little nervous. Like you can't relax because you're worried about something. Even if there isn't anything to be worried about." She glanced at Mathias, suspecting he'd agree that they should pretend that was the case, at least for now. "That's on edge."