Aleyda, too, brushed her thoughts from the forefront of her mind. She put the thoughts and concerns away for the time being, stashing them neatly in their own little box within her mind, but not tucking them away, rather holding onto them, able to recall them at a moments notice, but not worried about such things right now. For now she didn't want to think, which was strange enough in and of itself, yet it came easy, without worry, which was all the stranger. She was used to her mind constantly buzzing, always thinking, calculating, strategizing, always making sure that she was five steps ahead of everyone else. It was strange to, for once, not think about anything.<br/><br/>She let thought melt away with the kiss, almost forgetting her own question as she moved closer to him, pressing lightly against him until his embrace brought her closer, holding her tightly against his chest. Her hands gently brushed against his back, resting there as they kissed and he pulled her deeper into the kiss. Truly, she was content to stay like this, enjoying the touch, the taste, not needing more, although she was not opposed to the idea. Her eyes remained closed for a brief moment longer when he reluctantly pulled away, leaning against the counter but not releasing her.<br/><br/>After a brief moment her blue eyes opened and met his as he looked down at her face and spoke. She tilted her head ever so slightly as he spoke, listening as he explained more than she had expected him to. "I see." she replied in a gentler voice than she had expected. "I understand." She might not know a lot of details about everything, but she knew a little about most things, and she knew enough about Sidhe to know what he was talking about and why he didn't speak her full name. That, however, was only a small part of what she meant when she said that she understood.<br/><br/>"My mother wasn't around a lot when I was growing up. I never knew why, still don't to be completely honest. She worked a lot and I attributed it to that for a long time but I know there's a lot more to it. She tried to give me everything I ever wanted, so I never wanted for anything, except the things I truly needed from her. Don't get me wrong, she gave me all the love she could in what little time she could, and I'm grateful for that, as I'm grateful for everything she gave me. Maybe things could have been different if she hadn't been killed when I was so young." she spoke softly, pausing and smiling, this time a small, sad smile. "But, of course, speculation and wondering is pointless. As is dwelling on things that can't be changed." she reminded herself. At any rate, it seemed silly of her to talk about her past, since she never did, but mostly because it wasn't as though his had been any easier, it may have been even harder, so she really couldn't complain. She hadn't shared that to complain, but rather because it seemed fitting after he had shared for her to do the same, but she didn't want it to come off in a way she hadn't meant it to.<br/><br/>She let one hand move from his back, running her fingers gently along the side of his face before leaning in slowly and hesitating for barely a second just before her lips brushed his. And then she kissed him, a soft, tender kiss, lasting only a few moments before she pulled away, just enough to break the kiss but still close enough that her lips barely brushed his and he could claim them again, if he wished, or pull away with ease if he wished to speak, or for whatever reason he so desired.