She had known Athena already in decline, ruined by drink and plots and insecurities. Katya's great strength and perhaps also her fault is that she has never seen reason to prove herself to anyone. She is sharp; she is deadly. She has created corpses enough to prove so, but killing is killing. It takes no great talent. Most inept human may end life. She has no use for those who strut and preen and show off about it.

She shifts head closer to better see sky from his angle. "You think it looks like ice cream cone?" She had imagined something else, but perhaps it is best to leave it at ice cream. She would not wish to shock him. "Bunny. Do you see?"