Kit's smile brightened at Ilinca's words. It felt good to not be dismissed from her company, to know that she was at least tolerant of his presence despite wanting to get away from others. In truth, he could understand how she was feeling. After being a member of the Cirque for so long, he knew how it felt to be overwhelmed by so much activity.
"I promise to be quiet," he said, extracting one hand and holding it up as though swearing an oath. "Would you like to sit? Take the weight off your feet for a few minutes."