"What...?" Lilith questioned again with a slightly tilted head, but didn't bother arguing afterwards. It was worth a try, right? Even if it was her imagination, which she was starting to question her sanity with. But anyhow, after the kiss to her forehead, Lilith got up from her spot on the floor to grab the needle that appeared to glow with her hand, glancing at the little fairy for a moment before going over to the blue dress of Marsha's.<br/><br/>"Are you sure this will work?" She asked while she grabbed the dress, settling down in the nearest seat to start mending it with a skillful hand, the help of the special needle only making her work go by faster, but still she was in a rush. If she didn't make it- She just couldn't imagine. It would be wrong for her not to go, would it not? Rude, perhaps, to think of denying what honor had come from even being invited in the first place.