Sasha focused on returning to her regular body. She found herself lost in his kiss as her arms wrapped around his neck, fingers getting lost in (her own) curly brown hair. She tried not to think about how weird it was that she was kissing herself but remembered she was actually kissing him no matter how he looked. It happened faster than she had intended it to. One moment, she was kissing what looked to be her own lips, and the next, she was reaching up to find thin short locks of blond hair.
When she opened her eyes, she was looking back at Nico again. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she pulled him in for a hug. "Oh thank God, it worked. I was so worried it wasn't going to work."