Galinda had forgotten how good it felt to be in Fiyero's arms. She had forgotten the comfort she got from the Winkie prince, and that was something that she needed in this place. She was doing well here, she was. But the ever bubbly blond was also petrified. She was afraid that Elphie would leave her like Bonnie had left them. Or that she would abandon her like she had at the end of the musical.... with Fiyero... She was petrified of what would happen next. Bad things were always happening here....
But the kiss... something was off about it. And even with all of her master skills at avoiding, she couldn't deny this. It broke the fantasy. Pulling away from the kiss, Galinda placed her hands on Fiyero's chest lightly, looking up at him, confusion marring her features.
"Is everything okay? I mean... really? I know it's a lot to take in.. but... something feels off...."
Yes, Galinda was oblivious. Yes, she was the princess of denial. But she was also observant when it suited her, or even when it didn't. Just in moments where something stuck out. Like the kiss. This wasn't like the kisses they had shared. Some had been sweet and gentle, others filled with passion. But this was hesitant.... and no matter what, the two had never been hesitant in anything.