Greta furrows her brow in mingled confusion and suspicion when Rashad speaks, not liking how chilling 'quiet' sounds when coming from him. And then both children fall completely silent, Bea goes limp in her arms, what did he, what did he--?!

She pulls Bea away from her shoulder and looks down at her, letting out a little gasp of horror at how still she is, oh no, is she... are they even still...? A palm held over Bea's chest confirms that her little heart is still beating, and then Greta's gaze snaps back up to Rashad.

"What did you do?!" she snaps, motherly fury overwhelming her fear of him. She barely even registers that he looks upset.