Lioriley, who had genuinely not intended for that to be a joke or to imply he actually was a horse (because why would she??), looked appropriately hurt by that, her leylines dimming slightly. "S...Sorry?" She wasn't certain exactly what she had done, but now she did not know if she should continue — likely only adding to his frustration while her hands hovered just above the undershirt she had revealed under his fancy asymmetrical jacket.

Why did this feel like everything she did was somehow wrong? Probably the lack of communication on Felix's end, if she had to fathom a guess. Even she could not parse what exactly he wanted then. "Not going to be able to what, Felix? You need to tell me what you want, what you need, so that I may do it."