Billie closes her eyes against the wayward hair for the second the upset lasts before looking up, trying to watch where Mercy is even off to. The winged cat, either not too bright or way too self-assured by certain current holidays, takes off after her. It won't be able to match the speed of an osprey, however, so she hardly needs to worry about it catching up.

"Yeah, that would have been an easy bet," she agrees. "My guess is that Dameron guy, the one up in Krimnos? Also has one, only I never saw it, so I can't fully confirm that."

Which is another easy bet, to be sure. It's the third one she knows about, however, that may be the real news.

"Then there's Shura's."