"I didn't know you needed an excuse to release a princess of the Flower Kingdoms from your cells." she counters, her face an impassive shield, raised in defence of the Smoulder.

Ven. The image of the other woman bounced around in her heart. It helped her ignore the look on Cathak's face.

"I need some time to think on your proposal." Kalaya continues, unconsciously slipping back into the more formal speech of her other half. "The N'yari have raided our kingdoms for my entire life, and the Flower Kingdoms have continued to grow despite. A full scale attack on them isn't ... it feels wrong."

"There has to be a better way, and I [i]know [/i]you can help me think of it. You're the great Cathak Agata, the [i]Red Wolf.[/i] Hero of the People. You didn't get where you are by widescale bloodshed."

Even as the words tumble from her mouth, Kalaya recognises she's saying too much. She should have stopped at the first, rather than laying it out in a way that telegraphs her desperation for another path. Unfortunately, exhaustion and circumstance are combining to leave her brain dancing on sand.

[Roll to entice Red Wolf: 2 + 5 - 1: [b]6[/b] - womp womp. Darn you 'insecure' condition!]