"No, fester's about right," she snorted slightly. He could think it was 'forgather' all he wanted but she felt 'fester' was better. It didn't answer anything though. She still had no idea why they were here. But she murmured a soft, "Thank you," as she took the handkerchiefs and spread them out on the rails so she could put her hands down for better balance. Immediately, she sat up straighter. Catherine was not much of a fan for hunching.
She tilted her head slightly towards Issac's whispering, then followed his glance. Ah. Ana. "Callum sent you to spy, hmm?" she said to Ana from Issac's little tip, looking unimpressed. "I get he's worried, but I can, in fact, handle myself." Still, this was a conversation to be had with her husband.
Cat huffed a breath, gesturing to Issac with a nod of her head as she said, "Ask him. I can't get a bloody straight answer out of him."