Ophelia approached with some degree of trepidation, but was rather relieved when the gesture lead to a kiss. Kissing she knew she could handle. It had been almost a year ago that she'd been kissed for the first time by her husband, and there had been a few stolen moments since. She was by no means an expert, but at least she trusted herself not to become an embarrassment. The rest of the night, however, was largely an unknown, and she was quite content to just keep kissing Mr. Devine until he brought up the subject of transitioning towards anything else.