"Oh I feel for you," she whispered, almost breathed against his hand, locking eyes with his. "I did not realise how much until you kissed me... I hoped that I meant more to you but I could not be sure, I could not - process anything. It was a shock to realise that I... that I..." Amandine sighed, closing her eyes. "Good God, Lysander, stop doing that." With a sigh she tore her cheek away from his hand, her body tingling.