Cattypea leaned up against the wall, deciding not to join in this antics, but merely watching. She could have joined in, could have offered to cook, but decided against joining in that fight. Instead, she just watched them, her spirits, usually quite low, lifted at the simplicity of being around the group. She was smiling slightly, amused at the use of a katana as a culinary tool, but couldn't deny the effectiveness of it. 

She loved them. That was it. She had come to depend on them, to depend on the simplicity of their company, of the adventures they had, of merely sitting around in The Cave. That was the simplicity of it. She loved them. So perhaps taking a little bit more time to sit back, watch a fight to cook fish, and hang with good company was worth it. 

She smiled, laying her staff down, and she couldn't help it. She laughed, a carefree, happy sound that had an odd hint of music in it. "Oh, I don't know what I would do without you guys, without the game" she said, a somewhat crooked smile forming. "A blade, or a knife, it still makes good fish" She said