kitty walked into the other’s room hesitantly, fingers knitting nervously in front of her. “hey uh-emma could i talk to you for a second please?” she asked nervously, her hands falling to her side. “i just have a quick question for you, i promise. it won’t be long. i don’t want to bother any of you more than i have to.” a dull pain echoed through kitty’s lower half, a stark reminder of what illyana had accidently done to her when kitty had lost control of herself. “am i weak?”