"I would like to see you try," now she was laughing.
It felt wholly out of place to laugh, to feel as elated and lighthearted as she suddenly felt. To feel this amount of happiness in such a place should have been forbidden. How many people had died before they reached this moment in time, and how many more would die sometime after it? grim thoughts had no place in her head here and now. She would not allow them to sink in. instead they stood there, as people filtered out. And none of their words were for anyone but each other. She no longer felt angry. It was as gone from her heart as it was her head. Instead she was full of urges. To seize his hand and pull him somewhere full of shadows.
She really was slightly embarrassed of how public this had been. If only because it had stopped that kiss from continuing on in exactly what it had promised. On the other hand as much as it was a promise of more things to come, it had also been a clear declaration of his feelings. the fact that she hadn't run away, and had continued to speak to him so openly was returning such feelings. I love you. I don't care who knows. We're in this together.
"How about now?" Eithne's smile was no longer a smirk, but a true smile. Her fingers tightened on his elbow and urged him forward, to follow her. There weren't many private places in the Castel, certainly not any longer. But she had some ideas. "Before someone remembers that I'm in trouble, or someone remembers they want to tell you something. Or need your help writing something. or want to spar. Or, well, you're popular. Just a little while. Just you and me."
She really didn't know how long they had, or if they'd ever have another chance alone.. She wanted to seize this chance. She'd never forgive herself if she didn't try.