
WELL, NOW, KATE isn’t sure she likes your tone. lips purse a little, arms cross over her chest, & she dodges the question. ( granted, considering she’s not aware the other is a grim reaper, it doesn’t cross her mind that it might be because, you know, she was supposed to be dead right now. ) ‘ what are you doing here ? ’ a poor five-word deflection, but said so accusatorily it sounds like maybe kate truly belongs here.