Her hand shifted down, as his moved up her leg and she very lightly scraped her fingernails over his neck; sliding it lower to the bottom of his shirt and beneath it, just to rest her hand against his stomach. "Mmhm." She replied absently, a little distracted by his touch and by him in general. Company, a game, all of it was fine by her. She didn't mind either way and likely wouldn't complain. Biting her tongue though, she kept anything from slipping out that she didn't want him to know just yet.