Kat caught the silver coin out of reflex – her mind was still trying to process what the knight had said. And then it rammed into her like a charging bear.

[i]He… he–![/i]

"[i]Hey![/i]" she shouted, suddenly more pissed off than she'd been in a long time. Raising her hand, she put all the force she could into it and threw the coin at the back of the knight's head. She was really better with knives (and had considered grabbing one for a split second and throwing that instead – that'd show this ass who could be '[i]productive[/i]') but her aim was true nonetheless, and the flash of silver darted through the air. Hel was staring after him too, hissing with his tail twitching behind him. If Kat didn't stab this idiot, the snow leopard certainly wouldn't mind taking a crack at him.

"Look asshole, I don't give a shit what dukedom or castle or [i]whatever[/i] you grew up in, and I [i]don't[/i] need your pity," she spat at him. Her fingers were twitching, itching for another thing to throw at him. Her hand drifted to her belt where her knives rested. [i]Gods, it would be satisfying.[/i]

Hel glanced up at her, very close to letting her throw the knife. The knight certainly deserved it for all he said. But… they were standing too close together, and Kat was really only effective at a distance. The knight was too large, and Kat was too… not. Getting into a fight with this man would only end badly, even with Hel at Kat's side. He couldn't guarantee he could keep the knight away from her if she started something.

And thus, Hel jumped between the two, giving Kat a hard stare. [i]Not now.[/i] Kat just glared back, because they both knew this guy had it coming. After several tense moments, Kat just gave a huff and looked away, conceding. She looked back up at the knight through narrowed eyes.

"You talk to me again, I'm letting my [i]pet[/i] tear your throat out."

Kat just looked down at the hand Sess offered. It was his left one, which was annoying. She was in a bad mood, and his consideration just aggravated her further.

"We [i]know[/i] what the tavern has to offer," she hissed back. "We were the ones out all night hunting it down." With that, she brushed past him, Hel following close behind, still glaring at the knight.

"Hey Bernie!" she shouted as she shoved her way through the door. "I need a drink."