"I'm not that bad," Kitty pointed out. Sure there was the whole issue at her store when she was scared of Ian, but she was under a lot of stress then and didn't know how to exactly deal with it. Then again, she did end up breaking something often when she first started as a blacksmith. Even on occasion she'd sprain some part of her hand--not to the point that she needed a professional's aid though. "Maybe you're right," she mummbled quietly thinking it over.
"Isn't it a little cold out for them?" Kitty questioned being a concerned mother. Winter may have been ending, but it was still plenty cold out to her. "Well, that's what coats are for I suppose. Okay, let's do something."