Evangeline barely notices the arrival of another party to the seat beside her, her trance-like state only disturbed by Licentia stretching out on her lap. Almost instinctively she bundles the kitten in her arms so it doesn't fall off her lap and continues watching Bret's speech.
The blue liquid offered to her remains untouched as she nurses a second glass of lemonade. She looks down at the kitten snoozing contentedly on her lap, effectively pinning her in place.
She did not have the strength of mind to disturb such a creature but she really, _really_ needed to pee - something which was reflected in her body movements visibly but perhaps only understood by the other women around her.
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