Kai had already left the room, having insisted she needed time alone to think despite being told she should have stayed in bed. After getting function back in her legs, she wondered down the halls.<br/><br/>She knew what she had to do. She knew that fighting Warren, beating him, was the right thing to do. To her it didn't seem right, but felines were (apparently) very different than canines. She didn't want to hurt him...but what were a few cuts and bruises (if it came to that) compared to watching Warren destroy himself for her? Those would heal.<br/><br/>While it didn't seem right to her in the least, it's what had to be done. There was no question about it.