The days following her encounter with Nara had been busy and difficult for Roxane. The change of Priyo made her less and less sociable by the day; but with the new ally and band in town, she couldn't afford to take much time off. She knew ways to go around her issues after such a long life, but it didn't necessarily make it easy. When she could escape the world she loved surrendering to her dark practices and hone her mystic side, plot some revenge that might never happen but that still tasted bloody good in her mind.

No matter what, she had made a promise besides hiring Nara and her band. The Bastet was a woman of her word. She had driven to an old cottage outside of London the previous night and had only come back in the early afternoon to the Moonstone Cafe, a couple of hours before Nara and her crew would show up. She had caught up with Lila and checked on with the other employees how things were going. Thankfully Lila was a gem who kept things running smoothly, and she knew about Roxane's conditions, for she had chosen to let her know when Lila had kind of become her right arm or second in command, even though that sounded either very old school or just obnoxious. They both used those terms and were fine with it, so it was what mattered.

Roxane then disappeared into the small office she kept at the back of the establishment, closer to the bar and music scene than to the front. Once there, she shifted into her cat form. It helped her feel grounded when she was unsettled. She was better than the previous day, but she could use all her energy for spending time with Nara and help her and her band check the place and figure things out, especially since Isabelle was still in France for a while.

Sneaking outside her office, she went to wander into the front of the Moonstone Cafe, jumped on a few tables, headbutted a couple of regulars who always marveled at her cat look. It was a little bit of ego fluffing but she didn't care. She stretched her ears out when she heard Nara's voice at some point, and watched her and her crew come inside from afar.

When she saw Nara speak to Lila, she moved and walked to Nara, meowing at her to catch her attention. The strong Galliard scent to her cat nose went against her desire to be close, but she knew how to quiet this side of her. Back in the day when she stayed with Cormac and other Galliards, she used to sleep in her cat form at night, the uncanny feline in the camp, because it kept her warmer and had helped have fewer nightmares.