Aleks made a slight miscalculation when he decided to act on his oh-so-helpful foresight. Namely that for a fraction of a second, Kate hesitates; her eyes narrow, she misses a step, there's a distinct tinge of malice in the air that quickly gets reigned back in. Whoops.

It only gets worse when they get outside. The pleasant facade drops in favour of snapping around to stare at him, expressionless and cold and- "What did you do."

She'd fret about being too harsh, but... well. Kate's not exactly friendly on the best of days. All the same, she sighs and continues stamping down on the reflex impulse to lash out, it'd be a waste of resources if she lost her temper. For one, Liam wouldn't exactly be fun to deal with afterwards.

"I wouldn't kill you, kitten, honestly. You know that." That's. Slightly better? "But perhaps you'd be better served not immediately seizing my arm next time. For your own safety."