She laughs lighty at his cocky thoughts of her visit, fully believingh was only teasing her. "No, Luke, such a sweet offer, but that isn't my desire tonight."  She plays along.  "Hello Miss."  She says to the AI she has not met yet.<br/><br/>Naturally, her eyes follow his movements as his hand lifts to is hair.  The changing patterns of hair color catches her art loving interest.  She smiles with amusement and appreciation as he showed off for her.  Then the show ends and he brings them back to business.<br/><br/>"So, what's on your mind, kitten?"<br/><br/>"Well, that is part of it.... I want to know about my kitten.  Her name is Miss Kit, but I believe you know that already."  She looks down for a moment as worry etches itself over her features.  Her long black hair falls over her face.  She lifts her face back up, flipping her hair back.  "I wasn't sure it was you that took her until you answered me so about my dagger.  I want to know she is safe.  I mean... If you are here, who looks after her?   And when can I get her back again?"<br/><br/>It is obvious from her face this is an issue that truly is one she wants to speak to him on, but also obviously she is holding back a dam of other questions.  Timing and flow management being put in use here.