"Me? I do not feel the need to do anymore reading tonight."
It was the truth. Her encounter with Emma had left Astoria feeling better, or at least distracted from her earlier life drama. Watching the older girl warily as she slid between her legs, if it had been a boy she would have hexed his ears off by now.
"No hands," Astoria stated flat out, her hand shooting out to grasp Emma's forearm to stop any further progress. "But you may use your feet," she resumed speaking with a coy smirk.