Seeing the girl, Katherins, face when she walked in Kat couldn't help but smile. "That wasn't for you, I just hate Mimic." She said, referring to the incident with the dagger. Eyeing the girl up she couldn't help but feel some sort of draw to her, not in an emotional sense but there was something rolling off the girl she couldn't quite place. Oh well, no better way to find out. 

She was about to summon her spear before deciding against it, the girl didn't seem to have any extreme strength and she didn't really want to kill her, best to rely on the sorcery. "I suppose we should start dancing then." There was no sport in fighting full strength against someone much weaker so until she had gathered just how strong Katherin was she wasn't going to be going full force. Instead she fired contained blasts of seidr at the girls feet to unbalance her while keeping light on her toes herself, waiting to see how she would respond.

(I learnt that norse magic was called seidr and that sounds a lot more impressive than 'oooohh magic' so I'll be using that a lot, but it's really me trying to sound a lot more impressive than I really am :P)