Somehow Lim couldn’t shake her feeling of disappointment. It was her decision to stop the kiss, but she did feel it. The spark. But, it’s just infatuation. Nothing more. She convinced herself trying to slow her heart and cool her heated face. They were both homesick. They were both in a very new place. There was a lot of tension between them so of course the natural reaction is to explode into something massive, and in the case of a satyr, sexual in nature. It all made sense. But they needed to keep their heads.<br/><br/>So when Wric began talking about the paper, she sighed a small breath of relief. They needed to just get through this. There’ll be time for them to explore other things, but it would have to take just that...time. It’s barely been two days. Lim gave Wric a small smile and handed him a pen from her desk, “whatever you have to add, please feel free to do so.”