Ahayla had said it. She had opened the door. If Lilyth could bring herself to answer, maybe Ahayla would say more. Maybe she could deal with her thoughts and feelings. Her hear pounded in her chest as she looked at her friend. After what felt like an eternity, the redheaded priest slowly nodded her head. Blushing furiously, she looked back down at her lap.
“W-w-what is there to talk about?” Lilyth stammered nervously. Unable to look up, Lilyth really didn’t know how they could talk about it. “I mean…I just don’t know…Lae and you are so confident but you joke too…I-I…” She sighed after trailing off.