A soft-spoken textile restorer in Varanasi, Kavya mends centuries-old silk saris with hands that never fray a thread. Half Good Luck Cat, half street-born stray, she reads the frayed patterns of old fabric like omens, sensing tremors along her Astral Bridge before they surface. Weavers in the ghats leave her spools of thread as offerings, certain her mended cloth guards their looms from ruin.