Oh, how colorful that accent sounded to Katherine's ears. Much of her time at home was spent in the northern states, cropping over a bit to the Midwest (the cities, never the country or even the suburbs. Chicago remained one of her favorites to that day.) The voice she heard back carried a unique quality, and she found herself admiring it: Katherine could appreciate diversity. Especially the attractive sort.

Her fingers tightened slightly around her cup as that answer came out, revealed and laid out so easily -- was it was the truth? Her natural reaction crept out too, eyes widening, because anyone would be shocked to hear that sort of an answer.

"Wow. Someone here? Or, maybe in a town over." A rule wasn't broken, just close to it, because that wasn't talking about the past: they both knew, as did anyone else watching in, that they can't leave. A nod to an empty chair across from the other woman. "May I? Would you mind?"