Lexine's lips bloomed when Taevlin joined her in playing her instrument. Although he did not understand what had made him play, he still played with much fervor, following her beat and melody.
She brought her instruments down to her hips, hitting them to a stop as they rattled. They had worked up quite a sweat as the salty liquid dripped down her chin and onto the floor.
Taevlin seemed to come back to himself as he turned to Lexine with a slightly dazed look in his eyes. 'What just happened?' he subconsciously reverted to speaking in her mind.
Lexine followed suit, speaking in his mind as well, 'That is what you call a paired mating call. It occurs when two Sylphs, who are mates, play a melody that overlaps with each other but still manage to make it sound good.'
Taevlin cleared his throat, running a finger across his instrument. "So what you're trying to say is that you and I are..." He was unable to finish his statement, so he stared at Lexine instead.
