Expected Guest

[Jazzi]

Catherine leaves a quiet moment or two in the conversation, sensing that Revenant was mulling over some recollection. Besides, she needed a moment herself to process what was being said. Her mind was racing from all these revelations that have come at her like a torrent. A relationship between artifacts and psychics. Memetic marks. Now that she had some mental space and fortitude, she began putting them in the box marked 'unpack later'.

"I do appreciate you sharing with me all this information. About the Sentinels. About this mission of yours. About the universe we find ourselves in. You've only just taught me these things and I already feel that, admittedly obsessive, curiousity relaxing. Thank you."

Catherine smiles, wide and genuine, as she reaches for the last piece of her chosen Yam cake. She was finding them far more palatable now than the first bite, especially when paired with mouthfuls of her coffee.

"And for saving my sodding life! Stars, I haven't even said thanks for that yet. Is there something I can do to repay you for that? You mentioned you had some errands on your mind? I know your mission is your own, and whilst I may be a little inquisitive from time to time I'm not going to step on that. I'll prepare myself for what might come but... anyway, surely there is something unrelated you need a Freelancer for?"

"I'm a whizz at spinball, if you need to break a high-score."