Layla shakes her head. “Still.” She frowns when Khalida covers her mouth, even as Khalida herself is restraining herself from smiling in agreement. 

Sorcha looks down and wraps her arms around herself uncomfortably and she sighs. When Layla licks Khalida’s hand and her mouth is uncovered as Khalida wipes the saliva on Layla’s shirt, she rants about how they should be together. “Well I didn’t [i]want[/i] to! I still don’t! But it’s the only way I can protect him!” Sorcha bursts.