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"Just so we're clear?" Her brow quirked as she stooped down to haul the oversized tub of orange fluff up into her arms. "Action and adventure are way better than romance and drama. No one needs drama and to hell with romance."

Boy problems confirmed.

"Also, you weigh too much. Maybe you should lay off of the cheeseburgers?" Tourmaline snorted softly, adjusting her grip on the feline before focusing on where she wanted to be and teleporting the two of them back to her modest studio apartment. She dropped the cat down on her sofa before letting the shadows fade down from around her, the guise of a Captain dissolving until all that remained was a quirky young woman in an oversized sweater and a pair of leggings.

"Are you a fan of pizza rolls or do you prefer popcorn?"

"Netflix is cheaper than cable and I'm not watching Divorce Court. If I wanted to watch people bicker about their marriage I would've gone home to visit my parents." Katrina snorted as she stepped into the kitchen, grabbing a box of pizza rolls out of the freezer. She eyed the instructions, debating the wait time between nuking them in the microwave and getting the nice crisp on the exterior by putting them in the oven.

Compromise, she thought to herself as she turned on the oven, setting it to preheat before opening the box to neatly arrange the bite-sized treats on a plate large enough to fit most of the tiny pizza filled pillows. She could cut the heat time down by starting them off in the microwave and finishing them off in the oven for the crisp.

"What? Girl's not allowed to spend an evening alone? That's news to me." She popped the plate into the microwave, setting the timer for a minute. While she waited for it to ding she got into the fridge again. "Your drink options include cream soda, kiwi soda, tea or water." She glanced back over her shoulder towards the cat, brow lofted in question.

"Milk spoils if you're not around often enough to drink it. Closest I've got to that is a sweet cream coffee creamer that I use to top off some of the teas that I have." The microwave beeped followed by the oven as it finished preheating. Katrina pulled the plate from the microwave, shuffling the pizza rolls onto a baking sheet before she shoved them into the oven for another five minutes.

"Does it really look like there's enough room in here for more than one person?" Out of habit she answered his question with another question. Contrary. She heard that word in Kian's voice every time she was purposefully being a brat and it made her pause to evaluate things again.

"I've got a place to stay where I'm not alone, but I wanted a space that was mine. It's been hard to stay there since..." The breakup? He disappeared? How do you want to answer that, Kat? "... Ever been lonely while sitting in a room full of people before?"

As she waited for an answer she pulled a cup from the cabinet. It was one of her various coffee mugs, large and shallow-- Hopefully easier for a cat to stick its face into. She filled it with water before bringing it out to set it carefully on the coffee table for Bob before flipping the television on and logging in to her Netflix account.

"Alright, but... Lonely in the sense that everyone you try to force yourself on either kicks you, nudges you out of the way, has other ideas for how you should be acting... Or just claims that they're more of a dog person than a cat person." Her nose wrinkled as though to say she didn't understand those people, because cats were clearly the superior animal-- If they weren't why would the guardians of the senshi favor them instead of dogs?

"I can't just go recruiting everyone myself. I mean, I could, but as a Captain there's still too much risk for screwing it up. Without that extra power, the finesse it takes-- I'd have to be a General, or I'd have to find one." Which she had already done once. Too many times and she was going to have to start owing people favors.

"Just because I was thinking about things out there doesn't mean that I'm miserable. Were you miserable just because you were up on the roof?"

Katrina's brow lofted at the cat's suggestion, although she did pause the cursor over his selection to open up the list of episodes. She set the controller down beside him on the sofa so that he could start the first one while she made her way back to the kitchen to get their food out of the oven.

The rations were meager in appearance but filling in the long run-- Pizza rolls were one of her favorite 'quick to eat, filled with taste and cheap' snacks when it came to running herself ragged (something she'd done her fair share of lately). It was nice having someone to share them with, honestly, even if that someone was a cat.

A couple of episodes in found the plate mostly empty and her own drink all but finished off. It also found her curled more comfortably on the couch, one leg folded beneath her, one arm wrapped around the pillow and one hand resting on the ginger tabby's back. Her fingers stroked through his fur slowly from just between his shoulders to halfway down his back. The action was soothing and she found herself starting to relax more.

"Y'know, you're not so bad for a talking cat, Bob." Katrina's voice was soft as it passed her lips; a little tired and definitely worn. The hour was late ad between the long day, the bit of food and the comforting presence of someone else she was starting to feel like she could fall asleep right there on the couch.