Catrina's chain of thought was very briskly shut down when Jillian, her comrade, and victim of these Gundam pilots, pulled her away from the table, surely she noticed it as well and wanted to get as far away from them as possible, it was understandable, but as they sunk into the dance floor Catrina leaned in and whispered, "Good call, now we can make our get away before they catch on, perhaps we sho-" Her sentence was prematurely cut as someone jerked into her and pushed her forward, fallling into Jillian's arms. Pausing for a moment before she realised what happened, "I am, so so sorry" she said meekly lightly blushing.