"Well, I suppose when you put it that way," the catgirl started.  She seemed to contemplate it for a moment.  "Well, maybe.  I don't know, I haven't really decided if I've got what it takes to get back into theater.  It's been a few years since I've practiced and all."  She blushed a little.  "I'm not even sure if I'll fit into that outfit you found in my closet!"  Exhaling, she played a little with her long hair, running her fingers through it.<br/><br/>"I'm glad that you get so much out of it, though, I would sort of feel bad if you ended up doing so much work and I was the one reaping all the benefits."  The mention of starting over, though...  "Hey, if we're going to do all this, we're going to have to be moving, aren't we?  Ares is going to want us somewhere pretty important, if they're going to use you for research, and I'll want to be somewhere with an active theater community."<br/><br/>That was temporarily put on hold for food.  "Oh, no, I'm good, thank you.  It all looks good."  She took the silverware offered to her by Elisabeth.  "Well, I guess all that's left is to eat."