[The shiver is hard to resist against and think past, but somehow she manages it with a small exhale. She had already allowed herself too much, had let curiosity take her for a ride. It was time to come back to reality.

Her lips pull back, a tingle in the nerves as she clears her throat and drops her eyes to their hands. She doesn't force Angel to let go yet, but there is a definite firmness in how she squeezes the other woman's fingers.]

Well, I guess one of us has to be.

[Delivered easy, with a kind lifting of her hand to press her lips to Angel's knuckles one last time in an almost apologetic manner before she removes any sense of touch entirely.]

Try not to get yourself in too much trouble, ok? It's a little early in the evening for a rescue mission.