[She notes the glare, and she gets it but she also doesn't, in the same way that she knows him well enough by now, but she can't always relate or understand. He's paranoid, and not without reason. Katy doesn't wholly trust Edelgard herself. It's hard to trust most anyone these days, even though she knows she needs to.]

Oh, I could take you.

[She says it lazily as she settles against him, this time curling up against his side as she worms her way under his arm. She passes him the cigarette: a reward, but also, he could use it. Her clamshell is discarded off to the side for now.]

Edelgard can do the same thing Escha could, so hey, that's another role found. Do you know how Escha's role worked? That could be why Edelgard wanted to fuck me out of the blue last week.