"Anyways uuuh, this place is very cool and I'm very grateful you brought me here. Am I gonna have to like, answer people's questions or something? Am I free to roam around?"

"You can roam around, but be back in time for lunch in three hours."

"Got it. Is it being provided by you or the con?"

"A mix!"

"Oooh, exciting." She sits briefly to see if anyone comes up and asks about her (she's very turned on by the idea of being displayed like property), but if no one does she gets bored and wanders off.

A couple people do come ask about her, but they ask Monoceros, not Katie. Monoceros says things like "I was beyond fortunate to run into her" and "oh, I know she's not big enough now, but give her time!"

Spicy. Do they react in any noticeable way to the prospect of her being fattened up like livestock?

Random conventiongoers do not have an especially high rate of being into that. One does have some questions about whether she is being assisted in ways other than meals and Monoceros explains about the pink stuff.

Oookay now she's bored. Wandering around it is!

Pothos that filters air with particular oomph! Turmeric that turns pink if it's contaminated with lead! Spy seagulls! Chinchillas that shed their skin like lizards so you can ethically fur-farm them! Floating orchids giving new meaning to "air plant"! Sedentary decorative frogs you can suction-cup to your shower wall and feed human hair! Jellyfish-spider hybrids! Fast-growing coral suitable to dry out and use as a colorful building material! Yeast-based nutritional supplements for what ails you! High throughput pitcher plants that will keep a typical home kitchen free of flies and also enjoy surplus bacon grease! Retrovirus that manages your cholesterol!

AAAAAHHHHHH FUCK katie is frightened by the jellyspiders she's going back to mo for hugs now now now god damnit it's hard to run in this dress

"Something chasing you, peach pie?"

"saw spider thing. frightened. need hug."

"Aww, scared of spiders?" Under one heavy arm goes the Katie.

"very." She clings tightly to Mo's soft, warm bulk.

"Noted." Scritches.

"You'll protect me, right? You'll protect me if anything tries to hurt me? Because you love me?"

"I will not let spiders eat you up. Because I need you and you're cute." Scritch scritch.

She's disheartened at the lack of an explicit "I love you" but is not in a state to say so out loud.  She tries her best to forget and lean into the hug.

Squish squish.

"What've you got there, Monoceros?"

"I'm gonna grow Gilesian pearls in her."

"Ooh, hence the dress, love it. What's got her wibbly, did you kidnap her from someplace sunshine-and-rainbowy?"

"Not hardly, she's scared of spiders."

"Ha! Going to use that information for evil?"

"That's always a possibility."

Audible whimper. "Please don't." God, she just wants to be loved and cherished and valued. Why must the world be so cruel.

"Well, you're usually a very good little pannetone so I probably won't find myself moved to do so." Pet pet.

Fear. Second, louder whimper.

"Awwww. Button mushroom, the only thing you have to fear is fear itself, nobody's bringing spiders over to eat the tunafish."

Deep breaths. Her back straightens a little. She gets up and has another slice of the sashimi. "Thank you."