Mareth smiled at the sight, and then slowly retracted from Lisa's body. She was certain she'd be able to convince the catgirl to meet her at her home the next evening, and then they could...finish things. But she left the stone on her forehead, allowing her dreams to run their course as she stepped over to Sylvia. She gently shook the elf, willing the symbol to show itself once more. She spoke softly as she pulled the elf upright. "Wake up, my Sylvia...I've something to show you, and a discussion to have with you."