She shoots her a grateful look, wrapping one hand around the vine as it curls through her fingers. She breathes in the tea and sips from it, feeling her sister's magic work through her veins, relaxing her.

"Thanks." Val smiles, digging for her phone in the bag. "It was an absolute bitch to get out. Not cause of difficulty or anything but just because it was so fricking big. The next person to do something like this is getting a year of never ending poison ivy on their precious places."

Putting her tea down for a moment, she shot off a quick text to Grant: House is all clear now. Safe to bring your mom back. Left a protective charm on the gardens lining the walls