Reflections of Dawn

Reminding

Lilith finally, reluctantly, with all the grace and sincerity of one who was considering hate-murder, ground out between gritted teeth. "Please."
"Please what?" Sing-songed Alysha.
"Please... Show me how... To open... The door." She spat, venom bleeding from her voice.
"Nope!" Alysha chimed, pushing off from the wall and dashing on her the balls of her feet to stand besides her. Standing on her tip toes, she seemed to be measuring herself up against Lilith. "Swear I used to be taller. Must be Evelyn's contribution. Ah, well. So, back to the important stuff. Honestly, I really think you need to check on Sebby. I may have been a little cruel, and gotten him very, very... Lost, if you catch my drift. Then again... He can't hurt anyone except himself. Just we mustn't forget him, 'cause that's not nice."

Lilith growled. "Why are you here? What do you want?"
"What, me?" Exclaimed Alysha. "I'm just enjoying being able to walk again. Touch stuff. Taste stuff. You don't realise what you have until you miss  it." She trailed off, face going almost dreamy, voice whimsical, before snapping back to serious.
"I'd been formulating a plan for that for a while, then I discovered that you were mucking stuff around again, and decided to try. But come on, Lovely. Didn't you miss me, just a little?"

"Nobody would ever get that desperate."

Alysha snorted, turning and once again tracing the patterns on the wall. "And yet you haven't attempted to kill me all the time we've been here..."
She peered at Lilith over her shoulder, sharp eyebrow raised. "In fact, Lovely, I would say you've been exceedingly underwhelming. Short of attempting to hurt my Nyx, which I'm not happy about. I mean, your little boy has more fight in him than you do, and he's having to rediscover his sense of direction. Oh, and another thing. Dragur? Again? Unoriginal."