Hushed Willows Run along now, don't be glum

Just as Reina was about to speak her gratitude to Reverie, Peridot spoke, her words incredulous, but timidly so. Carnelian had come up beside his sister, cutting off her questions. “Children, what is going on? You are supposed to thank her, you know. Where are your manners? Yes, she’s a Medeiros, Peridot.” She was absolutely confused by their behavior. 

“Rev, I’m sorry. I’m not quite sure what’s gotten into them.” She shook her head.