Her art had been her first concern, followed only by how she could help clean up without getting into awkward conversations, but part of her wondered is maybe it wouldn't have been better. Probably not. Stepping out from behind her counter, Devi shrugged, looking around the studio.

As they moved, something else did too and from the stairs in the back a juvenile black panther who's spots showed like iridescence, sinking in and out of sight, fading into the furry blackish-blue and out again as the creature moved. His eyes were locked on the newcomer and his paws were silent.

"It's going alright. I'm still running off mostly commissions, mostly to avoid paying the 30% tax the Emperor expects of me but.." She glanced behind them and caught the cat's eye. "Be careful, I think someone's noticed you."