Complicated
Lilith had tried explaining it to Mordecai once. He'd asked how she could move on so quickly, open up so quickly, change so quickly. He hadn't been trying to start a fight, he'd genuinely been curious. That's why Lilith had felt so bad when she found she had no answers to give the poor hunter, "We just… connect."
Gaige had asked what it was like once. To share a connection with someone, something, that had been instilled within you from the very beginning of your memories. She hadn't posed the question out of jealousy, she'd truly wanted to understand. That's why Maya felt so troubled when she found she didn't even really understand the connection herself, "It feels… complicated."
There were rarely any words exchanged when the two of them lay together. They spoke loudest through muted touches and soft gazes. The rest of the world melting away, as if all that existed was their song. The complication of what it was they shared would fade slowly into the haze of the background noise, because in the moments that were just them, there was simplicity.