She smiles, knowingly, and says nothing in reply. After a few moments, a white cat, with black highlights leaps up onto the bench next to Draiss, putting its paw on his leg, and giving a soft 'meow', clearly asking for attention, as Bast slowly strokes the cat that's all but asleep on her lap.<br/><br/>"You're lucky, though, that I find your naming my granddaughter after me amusing," she says, after several minutes.