"I don't know," she said, moving her face into his chest so it muffled her words. She smelled him, feeling the fabric of his robes against her face, and she turned her head so he could hear her better, "I am not sure. The stars would blush at the things I'd have to say. I have so many odd emotions and desires running through me," she said shyly, wondering just how he would react. She was being utterly honest at the moment. Her thoughts over the last few days had turned to kissing and holding and all that it led to, and it was unnerving how consuming those thoughts and feelings could be.