Mithera nods to the first one, then shrugs to the second. It would depend on the circumstances. Not to mention how long it'd take for her to reach her best form. She tilted her head, thinking. Maybe she should just gather up enough food, and just be around the guild in her S Predator form. That would be neat, Mithera was always looking for an excuse to do that, she nodded, that was her plan. She rubs her head against his hand, enjoying being petted. She settles into a position that's comfortable for both her and Jamie, where she could potentially whisper into his ear, if she could speak normally.