[she immediately gets to wiping her mouth off on her sleeve, pausing to give him a curt nod]
Mm.
[she stands there, looking at him, feeling practically brimming over with heresy. She's got to get out of here.]
Er. Well. If you'll pardon me, I've got to go, er, atone. Good day.
[and with that pretty lame excuse, Felicia, for the first time in her life, retreats, quickly turning and heading back through the library stacks the way she came.]