[ While Cersei gives Maple a smile, Riley finds herself unable to keep from watching Tybolt. The insane novelty of walking a lion on a leash hasn't worn off for her, and despite the fact that she's covered in feathers head to toe, that her feet are talons and fingernails are claws, this is what she keeps coming back to, in terms of the most fantastical. A lion cub, jumping in snow...

It's only the question that draws Riley back to attention, a question which draws back her pleasant, amiable smile. ]

Just me and Maple, yes. [ On her own, always... At this point, Riley's too used to it to do anything more than yearn for different circumstances. ] It's really nothing special...but it's got its own private kitchen now, instead of a communal one, and I live closer to some people I know now, like Steve! He actually was the one to help me move, considering...

[ Her poor arm... Almost healed, but still, a problem. ]