TELL THAT BITCH I'M SORRY THO && joining.

[CATHERYN]

San Creado is not a scary place to be, but maybe Catheryn only thinks that because she's got two very sharp teeth, and a moral code that very closely resembles a roulette wheel, that is to say, she wouldn't think twice about snapping someone's neck. Also, she's pretty sure Alexander had told her once that whenever she walks into a room, people leave because they're afraid of what she'll do to them. Catheryn isn't sure if that's the entire truth but refrains from asking because she doesn't want to give Alex more of a chance to speak.

The arrival of a stranger, followed by Rialto's very loud, obnoxious voice, has her looking up in wan interest. Catheryn had been busy knitting, but she sets the ball of yarn aside, placing it on top of her needles so nothing flies away while she's gone. It's late evening, just a couple hours before San Creado really comes to life, but she figures it wouldn't hurt to start the night a little early. Catheryn vaults herself out of her bedroom window, landing solidly on her feet before snapping her fingers and phasing into existence next to Rialto.

"You've spooked him," she intones, almost expressionless as she turns to survey Adrien. He seems ... lost, a little boy who's gone down the wrong path. Hmm, perhaps they're not the best welcoming community for this fearful human. Ah well, this is all Adrien is going to get for now.