Feeling the moment shift, Febby held her breath, waiting to see just what exactly he would think. Relief flooded her system when he hugged her instead of pushing her away. She should have known better, just judging by how this entire situation had gone, but there was still a small part of her that would never quite be sure. She would have to be careful and cognizant of just how far and how fast she was willing to go. It was more likely a question of when, versus if, as she didn't exactly subscribe to the notion that Sex Is Scary. However, that didn't mean that she was ready right now.

"It's alright, I understand, I do, we're both at fault." She assured him with a soft smile. Oh she really did understand, she'd already said as much herself not too long ago. Plus it was kind of nice to be wanted like that, in the heat of the moment. Right now just wasn't the right time.

Endeared by his tenderness, she wrapped her arms around his middle and kissed his cheek before stepping back. "Now it's time to go, I think." She chuckled, smoothing out her skirts again. There was no chance of a relapse this time. She hadn't meant to startle him with her honestly, nor did she intend to make him feel guilty, she just had to slow things down.