The answer was everything she wanted. The warmth that had been spreading through her heart grew hotter until it flamed. Leeloo shifted her position slightly so she could rest her head on her arm, and her arm on his chest, and still look up at him with relative comfort. She watched his eyes - studied them, really - and worked out what it was that she was feeling.
It was entirely new, and yet, she felt that it had been building to this very moment for a very long time.
It was very, very good.
It made her afraid and excited and wanting more, all at the same time.
Did he feel the same way? She wanted very much to know, but she wasn't sure how to ask. There were no references in any dictionary that she'd read as to how to ask this sort of question. Perhaps it would come to her soon. For now, she stared up at him, and hoped.