Sayren almost hummed in bliss when Revy returned the kiss to her. She was certain the shocking expression meant she was going to run, but she didn't. Only melted into Sayren's kiss just as Sayren was melting into her. However, even in the kiss, the woman seemed at a struggle, pulling back or deepening it. She even made Sayren gasp for breath when the woman reached for her bottom. Revy was pulling her closer to her body. Pressing them even more against one another. Sayren could feel the desire luring her into Revy. How even Revy's hunger was pulling her into Sayren. The woman had broke off their kiss, distancing herself a little. Appearing to want more, and do more to her. Sayren watched with curious eyes. The woman's face was so red and flustered. Then the loud smack across the face! It was so unexpected, it almost sent her to the ground. Revy was barking again, demanding her to stop it, that Sayren was confusing her. And just like that, the woman vaulted out of the area. Leaving Sayren behind, with the sword...and a few droplets of tears as she departed.
Sayren glanced down at her hands. They had clinched onto Revy, holding her at one point. Her body was still tingling. Feeling the pulsing warmth of her once present shape, now absent and cold. She was flooded with questions. Why did she leave? Didn't...she want more too? Why was she crying? Did she feel ashamed? If she did, why would she feel ashamed? She sighed while she directed her eyes over to Revy's sword. She knew a blade like that shouldn't be left alone, no matter how safely secure the grounds were. She lifted herself back onto her feet and grasped onto the blade. She went to lift it and realized the blade was MUCH heavier than it seemed. She finally hefted the blade off the ground. Revy made it seem so much simpler to hold this massive weapon. Then she slowly strolled over to her room first, hoping to write a letter to Revy. Considering Revy may not quite want to see her right now. Why this was the case, she had no clue, but it wasn't like Revy would disappear.
She pulled out a small piece of parchment and dabbed a brush into it, writing out her letter, hoping that she knew enough about common writing for Revy to understand it,
"Revy,
I don't know what exactly happened. Nor do I understand why. I hope you are not angry to see me next time we meet or train. I returned your sword to you. You may see it resting beside your door the next you leave. Safe dreams, and may the Web guide you.
-Sayren"
She waited a few chimes for the ink to dry before trudging over to Revy's room with the sword in hand. Gently placing it beside the door with the note ontop of it. She balled up her fist for a moment, meaning to knock on the door, but after hearing Revy's barely audible sniffling, she considered otherwise and walked away. Hoping to at least discuss what happened next time...but if they didn't, she would be happy with just seeing Revy again.