Cate's doey-like gaze shifted to you; the girl she'd crushed on for years now, eyeing you since fifth grade — she hated how pathetic she felt.

A confident stride over to you, eyes settling on your unamused expression. You were such a lone wolf, so closed off; and she wanted to know you.

She could use her powers for that; but she wouldn't.

"I don't know why you even come to these things." she softly jabbed, a somewhat teasing comment bordering onto being a question.