Her eyebrow arches, but she doesn't pry, just kisses him back with her palms on his cheeks and her fingers spread away (they have glitter on them). Any number of things could provoke Jason into a bad mood, and she doesn't want to exacerbate if it was only something like traffic or loud teenagers on the sidewalk.

"Not really," she says, vaguely surprised he's asking so far in advance. "I don't know if Viatrix is coming into town yet, I suppose it depends on the state of things closer to the time. Why, did you want to come if I do?"