"Cats also only live to be about 20 at the very most," she pointed out. For emphasis. "Are you cat enough for that?"

Snorting, Lucia gave him the head scratching he so desperately wanted for the briefest of seconds, pulling her fingers away the moment she thought his eyes closed. "Oh, I'm sure my Court is definitely going."

She shrugged. "If there's going to be a huge crowd going anyway, I don't want to have to deal with that. I'm sure I can get access to some of it later." That was a convincing lie. Crowds didn't bother her that much, and she was willing to wade through all the others to get to what she wanted, but it just wasn't appealing to her to go. Maybe she was scared, but she hadn't really evaluated her feelings on it. She just chose to move onto something else that would busy her mind.

"Are you going to go?"