The word Governess sprung to mind thoughts of shows her mother used to watch, set in an old time with pretty dresses and fancy accents. It was hard to imagine anyone she knew in a place like that, even if she knew some people came from the past and future compared to her.

"Oh, um, I don't mind," Clementine said. It was just something she didn't really know how to bring up. She put aside a plate with one of the sandwiches on it, grabbing another for the sandwich she was going to make for herself. She focused more on that than on Flavia as she spoke. "I lived in Georgia, in America. Everything was okay until people started getting sick. And when they passed away from being sick, they came back, but they weren't normal anymore and attacked people and those people got sick too. Things got really bad really quickly after that."