"She does know, at least enough..." she said, shrugging.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure how much her mother had told Katherine, though Suzanne certainly hadn't had any conversation about it with Kat.<br/><br/>Suzanne tilted her head to one side, relaxing as Louie lathered her back. She hated the acrobatic maneuvers she seemed to have to do to lather herself all over without help. Usually it meant magic just to accomplish the feat. She supposed that Louie was probably enjoying as well, not that Suzanne minded if he did, after all, their family was, well closely knit. After all, magic was hereditary, and finding a random person even in New Orleans who had magic, even untrained, that was even close to that in her family would be near impossible.<br/><br/>She felt his hand come to a stop on her butt. She thought nothing of it, for a moment, but as a few seconds past without movement, she looking back over her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Are you going to...feel me up, or keep going?" she asked, teasing him about whatever happened to be on his mind. She didn't bother to actually turn around to see if he was acutally aroused behind her. Her mind was elsewhere, mostly in her wardrobe. With Katherine there she resolved to wear something normal, for her, which meant her more distinguished clothing, ornamental engraved and enchanted silver neck-guard and all.