The fluttering in her chest hadn't been felt in so long that it almost seemed foreign to her, but she enjoyed it rather than being scared of it now. Her head tilted into the contact of his thumb along her jaw. "Did you?" she asked rhetorically. "I wanted you to. 'Course, I didn't realize it till you were 'bout to, but I did. Do. Or, yeah..." She trailed off, flushing a bit herself, embarrassed a bit at having admitted that she wanted him to kiss her again. Whatever this was? It had pushed all remnants of her panic attack out of her mind.