Cecilia does as Lexi's suggested, pulling her coat off as she moves toward the table. She's left to wonder just what this response is all about; Cecilia herself has never been drawn to women that way, might, on some other day, have stepped away and politely declined Lexi the moment the situation got too intimate.
But Morgause smiles, that cool, dark smile. The candlelight lends whatever warmth there is. "This is a nice space."