Muffled Harp Strings

Gaya gazed silently at Gillian swinging her huge, fluffy tail before her. "Interesting, Miss Gillian. But I don't think that I'm obliged to help you."

"I didn't insist on having you help us, Little Gaya," Gillian chuckled. She stuck out a finger and swayed it to the left and right delightfully. "I'm only informing you of this matter and I hope that you can provide us some assistance. Isn't this effortless for you? Come on, don't be this petty. Since you have the strength to resolve this problem, no one would know about it if you don't show off, right?"