[ The coy smile on her face lingers for just a second longer before it softens and dulls a bit. It doesn't quite become a frown but her brow furrows a little and she tilts her head. ]

I've been doing all sorts of things I shouldn't since I got here, you know. One more isn't going to make things any worse, is it?

[ Her hand settles on his side, her thumb carefully stroking over his skin. He's always been... not shy about touch but reticent about it in a way she's never really thought about. But he's spent so long warning her off, insisting she'd be hurt or afraid or repulsed and...

Maybe she's been getting it wrong all this time. Maybe the one who's afraid is... ]

If you don't want me to, I won't. But... I think maybe you do.