Gabrielle had resisted indulgence in male attention for a very long time. She had promised to not hurt anybody's feelings or lead anyone on after leaving France, and she had almost forgotten what it was like when a part-Veela girl kissed a very normal man. Guilian's reaction was thrilling; he seemed lost in bliss. Equally thrilling for the girl, though, was simply being kissed, and she had to force herself to pull away instead of tasting more deeply.
The depth of his gratitude surprised her. Gabbi knew herself to be warm and welcoming, but Guilian sounded as if the very foundations of his life had changed! The same guilt as always set in, and the girl assumed that her Veela magnetism had dragged him too far. "You are most welcome," she said politely, though feeling suddenly ashamed. It was time for her to return to Antonin and Morag, and for another man to feel foolish about what he had done in her presence.
"My companions are surely looking for me," she said, feeling her cheeks flush. Hopefully he would not hate her later, because kissing him was everything she had needed. She did not mention the prospect of seeing him again, because as much as she wanted to, Gabrielle was sure she probably wouldn't. That's usually how things went. The part-Veela was not a dark creature like Umbridge said, but she certainly did not lead an entirely fair, human life.
"Bonsoir, Gulie- ehm, Guiliano!" Walking briskly, she left the balcony in favor of the Casino's interior.