"I am the-" Is what she's saying when he takes her hand; she knew enough to recognize the greeting, but the clasping of her hand is new, and the kissing?
"-navigator." She breathes out, feeling as though her hand is burning. He put his mouth on her.
Something has not been communicated to him properly. She is not intended for such things; she was promised.
"Navigator." She takes a few quick steps back, making her voice firm as she can and thinking of Mrs. Sumner's cool, easy poise. "Navigator." She taps her chest with each repetition, and shakes her head.