"Must be a place very far away," Riz considered, "That magic does not work.  But I wonder, then, how did you find your way here?"  She shrugged a bit as she started to find her way out the rest of her clothes -- her top first, which she tossed rather messily to the floor, and then she stood up from the bed for a moment to shimmy her pants down and left them, too, in a pile on the floor.<br/><br/>When she returned to the bed, she let the interrogation end; she'd have plenty of time to ask all sorts of probing questions in the future.  She watched Jaime for a moment -- she almost felt bad, having left the girl entirely in the dark.  Only almost.  Even in the dark, after all, one can still sense someone so close by -- the noise as the rustle the sheets, the pressure they exert on the bed.<br/><br/>Riz all but snuggled up against Jaime.  She gently took hold of Jaime's wrist and guided the human's hand to rest on her hip -- which was just about what it took for Jaime to be fully aware that Riz was lying just beside her, facing her.  Then Riz returned her own arm, rested it across the human's chest and softly set her fingers on the girl's face, guiding her to face Riz ... not that she could see her elfen friend, even so close.  She could feel the heat of the elf's mouth, perhaps, as Riz leaned in for a kiss.