"Here we go." The words are murmured under her breath, the blue tortoiseshell's yellow gaze intent upon the duo. She's rather far back in the throne room, watching them carefully, not seeming too interested in their idea to make sure the perimeter is secure. After all, where's the fun in that? Perhaps it's her self-destructive nature, but she much rather be surprised by an intruder than be safe. With the tip of her tail flicking from side to side in a borderline aggravated way, she gets to her paws, moving gracefully towards the two. There's not much of a reaction to seeing them - not like there was with Pres, who she feels protective over, despite the fact that he's now an adult. She wonders if he'll show up at some point. Rather than focusing on the what ifs, however, she keeps her attention steadily upon them, looking between Jiyu and Dissonance smoothly.

They're more into this, she can tell, and it becomes increasingly more clear that she's not planning on being much help. If anything, she's going to spend her time here pestering them. With a lack of height, she has to use her sharp tongue to her advantage, after all. And that's the plan.

Laying down closer to them, she stretches out across the floor, jaws parting as she yawns. "Lovely to see you two working," is her first comment, gaze continuing to trail over them, a light smile at the corner of her lips, but barely there. "Not surprising. Does it ever get tiring?" And there it is, the vaguely antagonist nature she's picked up over the years. "And Dissonance, love, you'll play whatever part? Rather eager to please, are you?" The smile grows a bit as she lifts her head in the slightest to look at him directly, quirking a brow.

Sola's not quite sure what they're going to expect from her, but she doesn't want to have to meet anyone's expectations anyhow.