Kat turned to see who had bumped into Kaden, only to roll her eyes when she saw Lee. She drummed her fingers on her thigh listening to their exchange and considered continuing walking to class alone but Kadens question dragged her into the conversation. [b]"You wound me Kaden. No, I have known him all of a few hours. He is just a boy who seems to believe he lives in a fairytale, where thieves are dashing and a kiss means love."[/b] She said theatrically with a dismissive wave of her hand. 

[b]"And he is not fine."[/b] She reached for his wrist and turned it over, not roughly but her point was clear in his reaction. Shaking her head slightly she didn't have to think too hard as to how he may have injured himself, though providing it was not anything she needed or desired she cared very little either way. [b]"However,"[/b] she said now in the old tongue, turning to Kaden specifically, [b]"I do not think he knows who we are."[/b] And a small, dangerous smile played on her lips.