
[Well, the ground was somewhat preferable to being choked, Kate thinks as she looks up at Whitney. Even if the boot on her chest hurts. A lot, ouch.]
I-I dunno, but I’m guessing that was one of those villainy rhetorical questions and I shouldn’t answer anyways.
Good, you’re learning. [ She looks down her golden nose at Kate ]
Where’s your four-legged friend?