[Sucre actually crosses her eyes at the cat - not that it's easy to tell when her eyes are crossed, as they're mostly glossy, with the pupils and irises only a little darker than the rest of her eye.]

I suppose you're right, little kitten. Too much and too late, not enough questions when the asking mattered. We'll all learn, won't we?

[She skips a few feet away from him.]

I doubt my Puppeteer will cut my strings, though. I am best when I am dancing.