Carefully she set the plate down, her fork primly laid across its length. She smiled as she took the cards from him, more grateful for his time, for his kindness, than she could have put to words. But embarrassed as she was by her own response to him, she could not seem to force herself to act otherwise; it had been a long time since she had felt these stirrings, so unlike her, so ill timed, and now she was left with no real idea of how to respond to them. Still, she acted as she thought Fiona might, her fingers softly brushing his as she took the cards from him. "Thank you," she repeated lamely, her voice cracking on the words. "You've been..." She blushed again, looking up to him, wishing now more than ever she could apologize for this. "You've really been wonderful." She drew a deep, trembling breath, leaning gingerly up to him, and placed a quick kiss to his cheek. She raised the card, ignoring the trembling of her hands as she did. "I hope I get to take you up on these. I'll um. I'll see you around, Sean."