Witchfire eyed Kara and barely suppressed a grin, though her facial features clearly strained wanting to break into a smile. She had figured someone would be paying attention to that elevator, and almost nothing makes a man quite so jovial as seeing two beautiful women locking lips. Not only did she finally get a moment with her lover since this messy trek into another universe began, but it served their purpose for the moment.<br/><br/>She stood by Kara the Ultimate and waited for her to be seated first before she would take her own seat. She looked back to the door though, nearly forgetting. She said something archaic under her breath, and the warm cup of tea she'd left in the waiting room appeared in her hands. She took a long sip and relaxed.