Her eyes are wet.

For all that she is filled with a thing that someone might call strength, Katherine is unused to violence. That is, the suddenness of everything shocks her, and the shock is enough to spring a leak in her smile. 

But she does smile. Her teeth sparkle in the firelight, and the shadows pull out the dimples in her sharp and delightfully foxy cheeks. 

"It's really nice to meet you Pedro, I'm Kat. I've had so much fun today."

Her voice quivers when she speaks, but by the end of her sentence she has managed to put so much sparkle into her words that the period reads more like a heart emoji. Her hands let go of the brush and Berserker's hair: she's been at it so long that it has turned the kind of soft and lustrous that would make it a sin to carry on even a single stroke further.

But now that her hands are empty, she doesn't know what to do with them. She tries resting her chin in her palms but she can't find a comfortable place to put her elbows. She tries rubbing her eyes but she doesn't like how wet her face feels after, so she stops. She tries holding her arms behind her head to look cool and relaxed, but she's too self conscious to say goodbye like that.

So she ends up waving, instead. She is not messing this up.

"You're always welcome for tea, ok? Yue just found some super interesting pu-erh that I didn't think I would like? But it's surprisingly tasty, I bet you'd like it! Next time you're in the neighborhood come say hi, ok? I'll keep a cup ready for you! You've gotta, ok? It's a promise, ok?"

She flops back onto the grass, feeling the heat in the air all around her. She watches the glittering sparkles close by mix with the bursts of glittering lights that now dot the stars, and smiles wider than ever.