Lily nodded. "I like to fly. I play..." Her voice trailed off as Connor turned his head, looking into her eyes, and she found herself unable to look away. Unable to move away.
Unable to breathe.
She stared into the crimson depths of his eyes, then blinked once. Again.
"No, I guess you wouldn't. Ride." Lily blinked again. "But the ponies would be fun, if you were small..."