Vi let’s out a chuckle at Cait’s gentle reprimand. She kicks her boots off by stepping on each heel, but then bends to stand then nearly next to Cait’s.

She’s kind of giddy, really. She doesn’t mind this lavish lifestyle too much, especially when it comes to the food and small comforts. She keeps her hands in her jacket pockets still, though.

“Please,” she enunciates, tone slightly fancy. “Lead the way, Princess.”