"Naivete and inexperience," she replied, smiling a little as her eyes drifted closed for a moment. "Similar but not exact relations."
Her eyes opened again, amusement ever so slightly crinkling their corners. The hand that had been resting on his shoulder curled around his neck, bringing him gently close so she could murmur in his ear, "Long the watcher, never participant. But what once was is no more forbidden; now Creation is as Creation does, and wretched opportunity abounds."