The look on Harley's face could be directly compared to that of a puppy who has just been told she was good. If she had a tail it would be wagging wildly behind her but instead she just beams with pride.

"What can I say? I'm a huge fan. You always strut around with so much confidence you know? Like you could gut someone with just your words and look perfect while doing it! Kinda reminds me of someone back home now that I say it out loud."

Idly in the back of Harley's mind she wondered if Oceana was a cat person.