Even though she had pulled out of his embrace, he realized that they were moving in the right direction. Illya grinned. "I think I will manage." As they climbed up the sand back to the street, he felt lightheaded, his heart pounding at the idea of being alone with Gaby, finally. Of being able to caress her however he wanted to and her not only allowing it but reciprocating. It made him nervous and excited and a hundred other feelings all at once. For a man like him, that was a lot to deal with, and it left him feeling a bit drained as well. But, he would rally.
Illya laced his fingers with Gaby's again once they were up on the street. "My cabin, yes?" Hers ran the risk of the two of them running into Solo.