[vi blinks at the shimmering air, follows along and nods. okay, so. vi has a history with birds. kind of. she looks up as the raven flies off, half-wondering if it had been sansa, not so much watching her as just watching things. the smoking cat, however - that's an omen for sure - and if that omen's anything like a regular cat, must be enjoying things from a high place. especially bird watching.]

Maybe. Bird feeding seems to be more my game.

[another joke to herself, but she's finding these last few days that words just seem to ...come out. not in the way that she doesn't mean - it's more like everything she does mean. so far it hasn't bitten her in the ass, and she hasn't thought too much on it beyond noticing.]

Or they think I am. [smirk] I just came on my own, not even sure they know I'm here. I think they call it "overtime", but I just think of it as killing time. Maybe a real monster if I'm lucky.

["lucky".]