Kate Bishop & OTA
This was home. This was what Kate had wanted so much when she had been sent back to her world. The gatherings, everyone having a good time, laughing, chatter, and everything that was not the stress and noise of her world.
She had definitely given Bruce a lot of pouting and promises that she would behave in order to make it to Ella's party. Kate was not going to miss it, or miss getting to see so many people she had been fretting over.
Kate had seated herself in one of the chairs, and did not oppose to anyone offering to help her. Her ribs were still wrapped tight, a bandage over the stitched cut on her forehead, and a few ace bandages here and there simply for support. Lucky and Cap were curled up around her, gnawing on their treats for being excellent watch dogs. Kate was grateful for having her sunglasses as she found herself nodding in and out of sleep mostly from her medicine and just needing the rest. The little naps never lasted long, though. Not when she would jerk herself awake with a wince from a mixture of pain and other things.
Sipping at her drink, it was nice not to have to worry about investigation cases, battles with friends, and dealing with her now super powered father. Kate definitely preferred here over there.