Kaz was up and standing by his window, looking out into the narrow street that soon met the building beside the Slat. The industrial area didn't leave much room for gardens and open spaces, it was packed in with bustling businesses. One reason disease and fires spread to rapidly, but also why titans of industry could rise and fall with equal speed. His dark gaze seemed to be studying something beyond what was found outside, with the cake sitting on his desk. Indeed, it was untouched. Kruge was lying in one of her favorite places, in the top shelf of Kaz's bookcase, tail lazily swinging as she studied those below her. Kaz didn't bother turning around before he said what he always did when she entered. He always seemed to know precisely who it was even before she spoke.

"Hello, Kate."

Hearing her call him horrible drew a small smirk, his usual lopsided one that carved up the left side of his mouth briefly. He turned to face her, hands in his pockets. As he was just in his office and not walking much, his cane was resting against his desk rather than in his hand. "Possessive, aren't we? It looks good on you. So what was that nonsense with Jesper?"