Kate couldn't help but notice the little signs of slipping, Her eyes watching every fidget and word that she knew was a sign of you regressing, Once she was fully sure she jumped into action. She gently knelt down to you as you sat with the cup of tea you held, gently taking it from your hands in fear that the hot tea would possibly burn you, once it was placed on the table she gave a light smile.

"Hey, Chickadee. Feeling little?"

She reached out and took your hands, rubbing them sweetly.