"That's it?" She didn't look upset at all, she looked almost amused. If all the things someone had said to her while in this particular position... she'd never heard that one.
A good soldier. She should have been sleeping so she could preform her duties. Instead she lingered there, close enough to touch him. The hand that had been on his arm dropped down onto his knee.
It wasn't as if she had to crane up to kiss him, but she was hesitating. He hadn't given her any sign that he actually wanted her to kiss him. Waging a silent war in her head whether that mattered or not. It wasn't as if all the times they'd stood beside each other he'd been a saint about her looks. There were also times where there'd been a hint of more. A hint of something. She didn't have to crane up to kiss him but suddenly her hands left where they'd been to cup his face so that kissing him would be easier.