Lyra echoed his kinda-sorta smile back, but wider, and a little more flirtily crooked. "I ain't never regret anything when it comes to you," she said, which was pretty boldly romantic, sure, but she wanted to make him give her more than just a kinda-sorta smile. "I love you, and I wanna be kissing you, when it ticks over into our first anniversary, want my year to start with your mouth… right… here," she'd lowered her voice, leaning in again, till her lips were brushing right against his, her eyebrows flashed a suggestion, though it was not, like, she was being subtle. Seduction wasn't supposed to be subtle, though, least, not any type she'd ever mastered. And just to be extra clear she plucked his phone from his hand, and put it aside.