Erystylle’s brow furrowed. She couldn’t completely hide her disdain for such an ignorant comment. “I see.” She left her reply hanging to see if Kaelirra would respond with more of her thoughts on the matter.
Enjoying the closeness of her lover, Erystylle wrapped her arm around Kaelirra possessively. “Doesn’t want to tell you? Do you have any idea what it might be?” Drawing her closer, Erystylle’s hand began to wander up and down her arm soothingly.
“Make it work?” She shrugged. “Perhaps.” Reaching over, she brushed it with her fingertips. “You do not wish to try and make it work on your own?”