Despite revisions taking over her life, when she'd heard Aoife was kind of breaking she'd packed up to spend time with her friend. Well cousin now, but it still counted. She was glad Aoife had felt safe enough to find Victor, because Kat didn't want to think of how Aoife could have hurt herself.
Grief made you do strange things, or at least so she'd heard. She hadn't gone through it, and she didn't want to for a good long time.
She'd called the pizza place before she'd left so she'd been able to pick up dinner on her way there. She'd dug into her funds for her costume for it, but she'd been fine with that. She shifted her bag on her back and held the pizza's with one hand as she'd run Victor's doorbell and smiled at him when he opened it.
"Pizza as promised. The good kind. Pizza Hut is the work of demons." Once he'd taken the boxes she'd step inside, hoping Aoife knew that she was here to help. It'd be a touch awkward otherwise.