Avril very much doubted their words. She hadn't wanted to tell them, to begin with. She had an odd feeling about the vision -- and it wasn't just that she didn't know whomever was that she saw. It was more, she knew, and that was why she had wanted to write it down before she spoke about it. If she ever decided to.

"Well, now that it is out of way, can we go back to eating?" she grumbled.