She gives her hand willingly to him, mouth parting with a quiet breath as he touches her. "That one says I shall have many who look to me, you know."
Her lips quirk at his near choke but then gives his fingers a squeeze and uncrosses her legs. She rises to her booted feet and after a moment smooths her hands down over her skirt, presumably to put it to rights again but her fingers linger over the pale skin of her upper thigh. "Lead on then."