It was time to take stock. Pushing her plate aside she looked at the scene playing out before her. Nicholas and Devika were together. A mismatched pair, the empath and the emotionally shut off. Or maybe that attracted them to each other. Another was near them, and seemed to give them... something? Something which clearly had an effect, though what could have caused the reactions she could only guess at. For the moment there was no fun for her there.

Kijani and Flood were talking: Magneto's little birds. That was of little interest to her. Besides, her reputation was not one of truthfulness and no matter how earnestly she told the tale Kat was outnumbered. Though paying attention to the commitment to their loyalties could prove more interesting. 

Then in walked the golden son. Granted it had been a long time since she had seen Orin but his appearance was hardly conspicuous with all that polished Asgardian armour. That would be a difficult dance. Again his words would be favoured over hers, no matter how sweet she said them, providing he was his fathers son. If there was any confrontation there she would have to be careful not to be seen to instigate it, not physically at least. 

She pulled the plate back towards her and tore apart the bread, occasionally popping a piece in her mouth.