Felicity was glad to see that he seemed to be coming back down from his own guilt, at least a little bit. Her words were true and he seemed to be taking them as such. It was a good thing, truthfully, but she could still sense the hesitation in him even as he brought his other hand up to cup the other side of her face. She enjoyed his touch and it brought a bit of a smile to her features.

Nodding slightly at his words, she turned her cheek slightly so that she could kiss the palm of his hand just slightly before turning back to look at him. Clearly they needed to have a bit of a discussion, as much as Felicity wasn't a fond of making anything too serious sounding or dramatic. But the night with him and the kisses shared had brought about concerns, that much was obvious.

"The end of the month marks half mourning," she found herself saying simply, "I should be in mourning three more months but.. I never really intended to." She doubted he'd like that idea much, most wouldn't, but she went on so he couldn't say much at first. "I've even talked with his family," she continued on, taking in a deep breath, "They accept it and hold no ill will. They want me to be able to move on my way as best I can. I talked to them before any of this happened though. I was going to do this regardless of where we were or what you decided."

And that lead her to her main focus. She took a small step back just so he wasn't holding her face anymore. She didn't want him feeling like he had to, like she was his obligation, no matter how much she cared about him. "But it has never been about my pace, Quin," she added, looking at him with a bit of fear in her eyes but a determination as well, "I told you how I felt because I was tired of hiding behind my own fears but I never expected you to feel the same way. Hoped, yes, but never expected." She took in a deep breath again, realizing she was likely prattling on but she had to get it all out. She needed him to know that amorentia or not, she'd been his for years and he was the only one that could change that. "So, it has to be your pace, your decision," she began to finish, offering the best smile she could muster, "As much as I want for this to remain and go further, I only want it if you do yourself. And not because I want it but because you want it."

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