<div class="floatright">(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb117/hopefox17/Cuckoo.jpg)</div>Cuckoo gave Jack a sympathetic, almost apologetic smile after his altercation with Jessica, feeling a touch of chagrin over her overly flirtatious advances towards him earlier. She returned Asuka's smile, looking the (comparatively) tiny girl over briefly before turning back to Kamala. A moment later, she flicked her gaze back to Asuka, her warrior instincts briefly alerting her to the presence of a fellow weaponmaster. She gave Asuka a deeper nod, resolving to follow up on her feeling once they were secure.<br/><br/>She turned her attention back to Kamala, grinning again. "No need to apologise, really. I'm as proud of my body as I am of any of her gifts. My mother is... well, technically she's my father, but yes, she is a great hero of our people, and a guardian of kings. I'll tell you all about her if you've got the time, although Jack tells the stories better than I."<br/><br/>When Jack slid open the door to the now-familiar penthouse suite, Cuckoo strode happily inside and threw herself onto the luxurious king-sized bed, lounging like the antagonist in a teen movie in the middle of a phone call. She followed Jack's gestures and nodded silently, wondering what he and Kamala would discover.<br/><br/>She smiled as Asuka made her introduction. "It's lovely to meet you, Asuka," she said politely, shifting into a slightly more formal mode of presenting herself. "I am Lady Caitlin Laine, but my friends call me 'Cuckoo', for all sorts of reasons. I'll say a little about my parents in a moment," she continued, nodding towards Jack as he made his investigations. She didn't particularly doubt any interested party's ability to track down her mundane identity, being a popular subject of gossip in her home county already.