Silvie's mouth opened and closed like a fish struggling for air outside of water. What did he mean by that? But he moved on so quickly, saying she should get back to Terence... She felt like he was just... dismissing her most sincere thoughts, all laid out like that, and she looked to him with a flash of confusion and sadness in her eyes. When he tried to move away from her, however, he was pulled back, as if tied by a string, and when she tried to take a step back from him, after he'd pointed out the mistletoe, she felt the same tug.
The bloody thing was charmed. Or cursed, depending on your perspective. She looked above them once more with panic all over her face. She was frozen, her gaze moving back to down to meet his, lingering.