"Say what now?" Azier had to ask out in order to ensure he heard her right.
"I'm going to carve it into the two of you..." Amyra repeated with the same 'ick' that he had felt before.
"That sounds very uncomfortable." He uttered without a veil to cover up how much the idea hadn't appealed to him.
Azrianna cut in as the voice of reason - but to him, she had an air of worry about her. "We need to do it sooner than later. If she calls him before it is done, we will be out of luck. It is either we do this now, or find another solution very quickly."
As much as he hated to agree with such a grim prospect, he nodded and agreed. "You're right, love. Let's do it."
Amyra looked a little too pleased as she tapped her fingertips together and seemed to whisper to herself, "I need to get my tools..."
"Wait - tools!? What tools?" Azier called after her as she got up and left the room.
