Kat is surprised by the hug, but accepts it, as she begins to feel a very bad feeling. Looking at bodies, as well as the blood, she begins to shake. "Y-Yes. P-Please. I would like t-to." Kat replies to Laira. She feared for the worst. She feared that her parents were... were...

She couldn't even think about it. If they were what she thought they were, Kat would have to take over her dad's company, but she knew that she was far too young to do so. That, and she would probably have to move in with her uncle. Kat hated her uncle. He would always tell her to be quiet. She was too rich to be quiet and not say anything about it.

However, right now, the sadness and fear that was coursing through her was preventing her from saying anything about how much money she had. The beautiful red silk dress she wore fluttered very gently as a tiny gust of wind pushed past her. This also made her hair flutter gently, and made her shiver a bit more, but it quickly subsided.