It was more his willingness to defend me at the smallest provocation. My husband's killer is also in Folkmore. He knew. [Throwin' hands with a teenager on her behalf. It was endearing but Akechi please. She pauses, still going through her cupboard.]

I can't stop telling people things. That's... unfortunate.

[She doesn't acknowledge the cat-- let it explore where it may-- though a rueful look is most definitely evident when she straightens again, putting another bowl on the counter. Let's see, one for food, one for water...?] You're not one for ignoring things, are you?