<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian chuckled, sitting up himself.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"> “Well, i can tell you from experience that you would taste good.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> His eyes found hers, and he tried something. He went into that far distant corner of his mind, and actually looked at what he saw. It was a freeze frame of the ritual, at the moment that the circle broke. All three of them were sitting there, in ghostly images, at the right spots. Their emotions seemed to emanate from their clones, and so he got an idea. He put himself back into his spot at the circle and sent his actual feelings for her into her image. All of his love for her he channeled into the magic, hoping it would work both ways.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Please tell me, why were you upset earlier? You never gave me a full answer as to why you were the whirlwind of emotions that you were.” </span>