Viri smiles a bit, putting the reaction together with what's going on in the show and filing it away for reference - though apparently the time to put that into practice is going to be sooner than she'd thought. Not that she minds, of course; the show's nice, but on the other hand, well... It's hardly like Astrid speeding things up a bit isn't going to be just as much so, if not even better.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 10px">"Your room or mine?"</span>The dragonborn asks as she slips out of her friend's lap, tail coiling itself neatly about her leg, with the tip hidden inside her boot to make sure that nobody realizes what they were just doing, seeing as that was stated to be rather important.<br/><br/>Regardless of the answer, Viridian will keep Astrid's hand as they go down the hallway - and, once they're out of sight of the common room, smirks playfully, bringing it to her mouth to act on her guess, gently suckling the mage's fingertips and letting the points of her teeth just barely graze them.