I give Kat a look "Kat... Have you ever known love? and these tears are joy!"-rolls eyes- "Where's Dolphin?"
(Scratch the two things i said and kat i'm in my cabin with my door shut.) Cynthia:-sits on the bed and looks at the ring.-
(She said she stormed out?) Kat: Still don't understand why we have to cry over every little dramatic crap that happens to us. And yes I've known love far better than you. And if he proposed.. Then he has no idea what he's doing.
Claire: -shrugs- you don't have to say you're smart to be smart. But hey, if you wanna be dumb, fine by me, I'll just do my job
Kat: I'm smart nor am I stupid. I just don't tolerate pointless crying. I've seen girls cry over a little scratch on their arm. I never cried when I took a bullet to the leg. -out no where does a scratch on Claire's arm really fast with a knife- At least I don't look vulnerable. -mouths- Vulnerable -walks away-,
I look at my cabin floor and swing my feet. I go rummage through my chest and get out ivory throwing knives. "Where'd in bloody hell did these come from?" Walks out hands them to Kat walks back in and shut the door.
Claire: -looks at her arm- well that was rude... She at least could have a proper sword fight with me...