It was fine with her that he was soaking it in, because that gave her time to put to memory every kiss, every movement, every breath Zevran took. It also didn't bother her at all that she still had on her long, leather boots. "You're not too old anymore," She soothed, running her hands through his hair before tracing the tips of his ears and slipping the tips of her nails down his neck and back. "You never were, I don't think. I was just way too young to be thinking about you like that. I actually felt guilty about wanting to do some of the things I was... sort of hoping we could do soon, actually."