Lyra smiled back at him and grabbed his arm, sitting up. It hurt, but she did it. Bracing herself in him was easier for her to move.<br/><br/>His touch against her bare skin sent shivers through her. It was warm and gentle. She liked that. She looked up at him, watching his face as he made sure she was okay, and before she could stop herself she was pressing her lips to his. They were soft like she had imagined they were.<br/><br/>When she pulled back she looked away and down at the bed. "I'm sorry." She told him, embarrassed by her actions and figuring he would send her in her way once he was done fixing her.