Ursula could see people approaching. Lots of people. She licked her lips in delight as she saw them all standing there, they would make a delicious feast for her. She let out a grunt as she saw the 2 adults coming towards her with their wands raised. She had a taste for children but she wasn't overly fussy, if they wanted to join in then she wouldn't turn them away. Ursula used the children in the pot as a shield because to her it really didn't matter if they were conscious or not. Dead or alive. The flavor was all the same to her.

The boy was speaking and Ursula reached out her hands to smooth their hair down in a caring sort of way "Now, now, of course she's okay. Everyones okay." Stress caused the flavor to turn bitter and Ursula couldn't have that. She went to her stores of ingredients and picked up the very large container of water and poured it into the cauldron. With that done she followed it up with a few other bits and pieces; liver paste, some chicken feet, herbs of course, some diced vegetables.