Her brows were raised in anticipation, peals of laughter dammed up inside her as he stared back at her. A toothy grin manifested on her mask and she snickered upon hearing his statement.
Well, duh... Taima waited for him to say something but he didn't, and she kept a hold of herself, pardoning him from humiliation or anything of the like. Having grown up with Ryvet and his array of
slobbery kisses, she would have thought that a simple touch of her tongue to her chin was nothing, not even close to appalling. Her father often did it to her mother, and even she extended the gesture to her parents, she didn't even think that Datura would have reacted the way he did.
"Yeah," she softly confirmed the fact, still grinning at him.
When he came to, he asked if he should escort her home. She gladly took him up on the offer, careful to buffer her acceptance of his proposal with words she knew he would like to hear, "Only if it would please you, my lord." She turned to the side, ready to accompany him back to the borders she had carelessly and disobediently left behind. "Ready when you are..."