Thirteen felt herself giggle, her cheeks growing hot and blushing through her fur. Why, if he'd only known her sooner, she would gladly sneak him some. She giggled again, her green eyes lighting up with amusement. Her tail flicked from side to side, her lips curled into a lovely smile. Her shoulders lowered, tension releasing bit by bit. She stood softly on her shoeless paws, lightly tapping her toes on the cool tile. She liked it. She glanced outside, then at the clock. Some tension returned. She didn't know how long it'd be. She kept close to Nine, but wanted to be close to everyone. She felt her eyes begin to water. She didn't want to lose her family. Not yet. Not ever. She wanted them safe. She wanted to feel them, her arms around them in a hug as she took time with everyone individually.
The cat looked at Nine, muttering. "I wouldn't be of use...if I stayed behind it'd be better." Now, Nine would know of her plans for martyr. Two gave her a stern scolding, yes, but what would Nine do..?