And, to be fair, Rosa's panther eye rolls were impressive in their ability to communicate, especially when followed with a hard glare of what the hell do you think?.

It was really, really hard not being able to tell Seivarden that she was being dumb. Almost as hard as knowing she had these great giant claws and couldn't even really use them for anything fun right now.

So she just sort of chuffed a sigh, shifting so that she was sitting in the sort of statuesque pose that would make any cat seem deceptively regal, electing to just watch the oven while her tail swished behind her across the kitchen floor.