It's a lovely day, isn't it? After a few strawberry cakes and a brownie, and some lovely tea (because where the heck is the coffee), Catherine finds herself cheerful and relaxed. Seriously. She got sick of her blanket, and now chooses to stroll along the proverbial boulevard. But it's tiring work, isn't it, walking...
Heedless of the other person there, she takes a seat on the edge of the bench, resting her hand in her lap. It's almost like she doesn't notice he's there.