Katherine Athena (

"No," she said. "I don't need a drink." Katherine led him towards the kitchen where they stood for a moment, dwarfed by the size of the room.

She hesitated, wanting to ask why it was that he wasn't angry or... Even, given circumstances, Katherine had expected it. Perhaps this was just another job and the fact that she'd presented him just another challenge to deal with.

She supposed that was fair enough.

Katherine walked over to the cupboards, opening and closing them until she found a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter. It was her secret stash, hidden in case she ever needed to cook.

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