"Skyrim? Really? What do khajiit do in Skyrim? Isn't that place, like, full of snow? Though the same can probably be said for both Elsweyr and Hammerfell, really. There's fucking sand everywhere!"

Katia has no concept of social manners nor knowledge of what do people of their race actually do, hence her chipper way of speaking.

"Most nords I have met were shameless and actually cheerful. I didn't know they were racist in their home. I've met racist people," she scratches the back of her head, "but most of them were elves if that doesn't sound too racist."

She then smiles, "hey... I know we're in a weird world where the Divines probably know Oblivion about, but it's comforting to have a fellow khajiit from Tamriel, even if I am the worst khajiit."