The concern and fear remained in Felicity's eyes as she continued to look up to him. While he wasn't entirely wrong, she still did blame herself somewhat. Of course, there was little anyone could really control in regards to amorentia. But as he brought a hand up to gently brush a thumb over her cheek, she brought her hand up to rest on his own.

Shaking her head just slightly, she offered him a small smile. "You could never," she said softly, making sure she kept her eyes on his before she continued on, "it was no one's fault. But.." She paused, unsure if she should even continue with the train of thought in her mind or not. She didn't want him thinking any less of her after everything that had gone down. Or obligated. It was a hairy situation, really.

"But I do remember that night," she decided to end up continuing on, "And it was.. nice. If it hadn't happened then, I would like to hope it would have happened eventually." And she did truly believe that. And, honestly, longed for it to happen again. But she didn't want him feeling any worse so she remained standing there, gently cradling his own hand still without making any sort of move for another kiss.

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