Oh, that's - a very nice kiss. She leans into it, into him, her fingers curling into the inside of her hands in very loose-held fists laid against his chest. It's over before it begins, and it makes her feel oddly shy. They've done some not very chaste things together, but this whole interraction feels very innocent.

One thing neither of them are, she supposes. Not anymore, anyway. "I'll get down on one knee to compensate."