Tease

She stuck her tongue out at him teasingly. "If not for my 'meddling' they might not have happened at all and you might have been stuck with a prissy maidenly Rhythm the rest of your livelong days. Miserable for everyone. No gratitude, I tell you!" She gave a dramatic sigh, but she lit up with amused, obvious interest when he jokingly offered to get Motif for her to steal. Oh little boy, don't tempt me. "Go ahead," she said leisurely. "I'm sure watching them compete over poor Valen would be great entertainment. I'll wait for you here." And she stretched to lay down, crossing one forepaw over the other, and eyed him expectantly. The potential to watch him squirm was simply too great for her to keep her mind on task.