Kat chuckled as he watched Fiametta squirm a bit in her seat. Giving Krash a quick look he blushed down at his plate before looking at Fiametta. "No she's not." In his mind the word<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">"<em>Yet</em>"</span>flashed in big gold colors as he smiled at her. His fork playing with the mashed potatoes on his plate. The change in temperature became apparent and Kat realized it as the same as in the bathroom earlier. He bit his lip looking down at his plate and slowly looked up through his hair at Fiametta before backing away from the table. "I think I'm done. I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."   He smiled and took his plate the kitchen knowing it wouldn't be washed most likely till the whole sink was full or someone was extremely bored. But he didn't care. He took another look at Fiametta at the table before heading up to his room.<em> "I wonder if she will really come up here..."</em>