Fran leaned closer, her cat ears twitching as if she couldn't hold the thought back any longer. Her voice dropped to a whisper only Dila could hear.
"Sister… maybe it's because of that unknown entity we saw, remember? The one that seen and glanced at us with a cloaked on your very first awkward entrance…"
Her small hands clutched against her chest, pressing lightly as though guarding her heart. Her tail swayed nervously behind her, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity. The way she hunched her shoulders, almost curling in on herself like a kitten, made her words sound half-scared, half-teasing.
Dila froze. Heat rushed to her face, her pale skin betraying the blush that spread so quickly she had to turn away. Her long ears twitched sharply, unable to hide the sting of that memory. The embarrassment tightened her chest until she could hardly breathe.
"Fran…" Dila hissed, her voice low but flustered, "sheee… don't remind me of that…"
