Jess drifts back towards the living room with her cup held in both hands. Over ten minutes old, the heat that manages to seep through the ceramic is dull but welcome. She thinks about discouraging Kamala from teen sleuthing but, honestly, she and Frank are both safer with her than without. In the meantime, Jess will keep trying to push her off on Ellie in the hopes they can both be kids.

She feels the girl's stare on her before flicking her gaze her way, though Frank was the one to ask the question. "I have a vial. We'll take it again." Nodding at Kamala. "You too. If you want."