Shasterahhi chuckled gently.  "No, thank you,"  she said in response to Cynn's question.  She tilted her head slightly.  "I was watching from the rooftop.  It was quite impressive."<br/><br/>Shasterahhi was more amused by the fact that Cynn had blushed at the waitress.  As a cat, she had little to be self conscious about.  Humans were amusing at times.  How quaint Shasterahhi often found their little individual quirks and embarassments.  Yes, humans were very intriguing indeed.<br/><br/>She listened curiously to Cynn explain how scant element controllers were.  Shasterahhi herself could count the number she had actually seen on one paw.  Of course, to be fair, how often did talking cats come around?  She guessed that it was not often, judging by Cynn's reaction.  She couldn't help but wish for more to exist, but, by the same token, she<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>find enjoyment in surprising others.<br/><br/>Shasterahhi stretched and laid down on the windowsill, her tail tucked around her paws and her amber eyes full of the light of annoyingly insatiable curiousity.  "So," she asked with a yawn, "if your kind are so rare, what brings you here?"