Yeah.

[It's almost more a breath than a word, as she gazes wide eyed at Aurelia and tries to catch her breath. Unconsciously, she reaches up to touch her mouth, where a hint of warmth (and more than a hint of lipstick) from Aurelia's mouth on hers remains.

[The touch draws her out of her reverie, and she slowly realizes what just happened - how dangerously close she's just been to another person.]

... I should go.

[She remembers to lift her long skirt this time as she backs away and makes her strategic retreat (and absolutely does not run away).

[The next night, she will be braver.]