"Mmfh-hmm, it really does.  Though sometimes I have the opposite problem...My thoughts are always running on, whether I'd like that or not, and I do so need help with getting them to shut up sometimes...for example, when the pretty girl in my lap is coming on to me really hard~"

(And speaking of really hard, Lilith's certainly managing to make Annabel's body have that property, in case that was somehow in doubt.)

There's a certain lilt in her voice that sounds more like Lilith herself as she continues, teasing, enticing, welcoming Lilith's attentions... "Always racing around, tiring me out...but I bet you know some tricks to handle that, don't you~?"

"Heee. Too many words."

She's facing Annabel-&-co now, blurring from one position to another rather than bothering with the mechanics of actually turning around. She grins and leans forward, lips slightly parted- Then moves her head to the side, blowing gently in her ear something warm and tingly, while one hand scratches through her hair and her legs straddle her hips and their breasts press together.

(Oh, yeah. Those are back. Much more thoroughly than the first subtle changes she's been getting from how trans spirit bearers slowly take on their own mental image.)

Well, if she wanted a Luna who can make no words, she accomplished that quite nicely!  Or if she wanted a Luna to make a cute breathy gasp of surprise and need and want as she pulls her girlfriend in close, melting into Lilith's touch, for that matter~

Oops, their shirts are gone now.

...Lilith, it seems, has made herself a lot more stacked than she was a minute ago. She gives a squishy hug. And neck kisses.

Oops, indeed~

"So pretty~", she breathes out without much conscious thought, thrilling in the sensation of pressure and warmth and those kisses on her neck, how she feels so vulnerably open to these manipulations of her reality, but safe, here, pinned beneath her eager girlfriend~

"And so big...~"

One of her hands is unconsciously moving to gently fondle Lilith's new breasts, while the other trails down to fumble with her own pants, or tries to, because - the way she's so helpless beneath Lilith's veils, and yet she feels so safe within them...It has her feeling very turned on.

The kisses right where her neck meets her collarbones, incidentally, are drawing out such cute whimpery noises as she desires more~

This is a very distracting way to spend a couple of hours.

She makes sure to keep up a pretty good silence effect.

And later, "So, lunch tomorrow? The place is maybe half an hour's drive from here, but you'll like it, I promise."

"Sounds great!"