[She removes the jacket as they walk, , thankful for the cool night air, and reveals more tight fitting clothing that exposes her arms. She's always preferred that things fit snugly as long as they stretch and she can move around in them easily. She's fiddling with the hair that seems to have come loose, most likely while they were intertwined in their kiss earlier, when he speaks up.
Pleased that he has decided to use her first name, she glances back and then her gaze falls on the road he is indicating. She was just going to keep following the path to the athletic compound. She backtracks a few steps, brushing past him a bit as she moves ahead again. She's only a little bit unsteady on her feet, but she doesn't really seem to care.]