"Don't worry, dear," Karla said, "I'm sure he'll come around in time."

A truly horrible plan came to mind, and a wicked grin crossed her face.

She moved next to Leda. Very, very near. Invading her personal space near. "He just needs time," she whispered, breathily, in Leda's ear, bringing up her hand to caress the back of her neck. "Just a little time, I'm sure of it."