It was not something Carnelian exactly wanted to do. Neither did Sodalite, but they both understood the important of fusion, and how it was going to help them in their mission. 

She was extravagant, almost overdramatic in the way that she leaned back, resting the back of her left hand on her face as her right hand moved as far out as possible, a feigning look of pain or despair crosser her features. "Oh Dahling, if it must be me now, then we shall get it over with~"

She was a character. Sodalite groaned and took the woman's arm. She took a step back as far as she could, her arm fully extended like Carnelian's.  She then pulled, and Carnelian was brought closer. Sodalite watched as her partner spun into her arms, the two quickly fusing with little time to spare. There was a possibility that rushing it like that might not even work for fusion, but it worked now, and that was all they they cared about now. They wasted little time. There was much to do, and so many asses that deserved punishment.