Blushing hard at what sounded like praise, Astoria guessed it was French. Then the blonde blushed even harder when Emma spoke again! It was such...dirty talk. Unbecoming of a lady.
"I should go."
Turning away, she rose stiffly up off her knees. Going in search of Emma's wand, she eventually found it and returned to where the other girl was still bound to a chair. She didn't return the wand yet, still fearful that Emma had seen through her elaborate ruse and would hurt her.