She felt momentarily dizzy as he returned her to her feet, and she steadied herself on Illya's arm until the sensation passed. Her Russian had progressed far enough for her to understand his words, and she felt her cheeks flush slightly, now understanding the depth of feeling present behind those words. She reached up to place her own hand over the one Illya brushed against her face and brought it down between the two of them. Entwining her fingers with his, she looked up at him and asked, "Mission accomplished?"