At his words, she looked down at the table, blushing as she realized that she had indeed gotten her translation correct. She smiled, though, pleased with herself and him, and that he still wanted to kiss her after everything. She just nodded and reached for one of her pieces of silverware, touching the handle for a moment as if thinking to herself. She looked back up at him after a long moment, but her cheeks only darkened again. Her smile widened into a bashful smile as she pulled her hand from the table.
"Soon," she promised, meeting his eyes at last. "We eat first."