[Reaction.]
[She doesn't need this one explained to her. She doesn't need a map, a guide, understanding. She needs none of those things, and she looks for none of those things. She watches, feels. Because it's all about feelings, isn't it? She has names and things and places scrawled on a paper, but this isn't about details. This entire exercise of crawling in the memories of people, and she thinks it's cheating. After all, there are secrets that should be secret. Oh, she's always been a mysterious kitty cat, and nothing will change that, but she finds she likes clawing into people and finding the meaty bits herself.
But, still, vain little hedonist that she is, she watches.]