And there goes Brelia's being in good graces with this child. Unfortunate, but at least Kay made a friend! The feline's response to the man who had asked about the future of their group is simply to shake her head and shrug, indicating that she has no idea what they're going to be doing next. Though once the crowd disperses, she notes the man who is waving to the group from his balcony, and she gives him a smile and acknowledging nod before she, too, regroups with the rest.<br/><br/>"I for one am interested in what that guy has to tell us," she says, jabbing her thumb in his direction. "After that, we get paid for our deed today. Even if we didn't finish the job, a child saved and a plant monster identified should be worth something." She puts her hands on her hips and nods her head once more. "If we're going to be chasing that thing down, however, I'd prefer we lick our wounds first. It may be wounded, but we're wounded worse. I, for one, will likely pay a visit to an old colleague of mine who is well-versed in the art of..." the feline hides her face while blushing slightly, "<span style="font-style: italic">wound licking</span>."